dream and lungs.
Sep. 28th, 2008 12:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
charlz_lynnI had strange dreams last night. I dreamed that I was at the grocery store, and you paid by putting money in a roller thing. When I put my money in, it didn't quite take it because there was a bunch of someone's mail in there. And old woman, i knew, who had just moved into a retirement home. I knew because of the nature of some of the mail. I knew I needed to get it to her asap. I was there at the store with my mom and Jody, her gf, and they took me home. The mail stayed in the back of my head for the rest of the dream, but never completely came up again.
Apparently, I lived with Jessy, my bff since 3rd grade, jbj, and someone I didn't know.
We were all sitting around the dining room table -- the layout was a lot like my nana's house with different wallpaper and furniture -- and I was thinking about making breakfast for the person I didn't know who may have been a guest, and then Jessy said something really racist. Then so did jbj. They were both saying really fucking racist things and I just LOST it. I went off on them both. I went and used the bathroom to calm myself down, but I could hear them still discussing what they were talking about and justifying it. I couldn't keep arguing, I'd said all I could, so I started cooking to keep myself relatively calm and distracted. But jeesh. It was weird. I was so angry.
Why them, I wonder? I talked to my dad and he said something really really racist last night and I can't remember what it was. So, I can see where that part came from, but... jbj? Weird.
Also, I am feeling a bit sick in my chest this morning. Like the beginning. I have lemons and ginger and cayenne and I think I am going to put myself through it. Please no sickness. I just cannot bed right now. I need a job and no more excuses to stay in be all day.
Apparently, I lived with Jessy, my bff since 3rd grade, jbj, and someone I didn't know.
We were all sitting around the dining room table -- the layout was a lot like my nana's house with different wallpaper and furniture -- and I was thinking about making breakfast for the person I didn't know who may have been a guest, and then Jessy said something really racist. Then so did jbj. They were both saying really fucking racist things and I just LOST it. I went off on them both. I went and used the bathroom to calm myself down, but I could hear them still discussing what they were talking about and justifying it. I couldn't keep arguing, I'd said all I could, so I started cooking to keep myself relatively calm and distracted. But jeesh. It was weird. I was so angry.
Why them, I wonder? I talked to my dad and he said something really really racist last night and I can't remember what it was. So, I can see where that part came from, but... jbj? Weird.
Also, I am feeling a bit sick in my chest this morning. Like the beginning. I have lemons and ginger and cayenne and I think I am going to put myself through it. Please no sickness. I just cannot bed right now. I need a job and no more excuses to stay in be all day.
