Drinking coffee... hoping that my improved attitude towards my diet is helping enough to enjoy this... like you care. Just saying.
Another morning of really odd dreams. This one, I go to take a nap in my apartment, and then I wake up to knocking. I wake up at my old house, only it's looking more worn and dusty since I don't live there any more. I answer the door and this guy pushed inside and mumbles about stuff I can't understand. I realize that somehow I'm at my mother's home, and seeing that I don't want to see her ever again in my life, I duck out of the house to hide. Once outside, I sneak around the house, and each step brings back another little story of memories. I finally get around the left side of the house where a tree I planted when I was young is still there, only it's a lot smaller than it would be. Its also blooming with big pink and white flowers, but they are the wrong kind of flowers. I say something about it as I walk between the tree and the house to get to the back. There I see myself, a younger me with glasses, sneaking from the back door of the addition with a worn porn magazine. The other me hides behind a bush and sits on this old chair to try to jerk off as he uses a branch to prop the magazine. I try to slip away unnoticed when all of a sudden a whole bunch of the neighbors come out of their houses and look around like they're looking for me. I try to run away through the weeds and brush, but I get all tangled up and can't get away...
Really, it was odd... This isn't the first time in the past few weeks that I've had weird dreams about seeing my mother again or ending up back at my old house. Eh... who knows what my brain is really thinking.
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