So today I woke up at 3. Blah.
I dreamed a lot of different things, but the one I really wanted to write down was about a cousin's wedding. I think I was at the rehearsal and I was wearing weird clothes... not just weird but like I looked like a terrorist with a mask and everything. Oh well. I can't remember what people said about that but I was pretty much a loner because of it. At one point, everyone was in a different room than me and I was just sitting there being alone. A little girl, I think she was supposed to be my cousin's daughter (there are a LOT of them in my family), came up and started talking to me. She was smart but kind of annoying, like that little girl in The Sitter. She wanted me to take her somewhere. But this is what I did:
I picked her up by the neck and carried her.
I have no idea.
Why did I do that???? Well anyway, she wasn't so shocked and neither was I, and no one saw it the first time. I did it again though, and after that she seemed scared about being picked up like that, and scared of me, and she said "Daddy saw you do that" which actually scared me because I knew he would come and ask what happened.
So right before the wedding, instead of going to the chapel, I sat and moped about it, about the fact that everyone would look at me weird because they all probably knew that I picked her up by the neck like a crazy person.
Her mom rounded the corner, dressed up for the wedding with a veil and everything. She was seething. I ran. I was cornered by my uncle Eddie, who grabbed the front of my shirt and pushed me down and started punching me in the face while screaming at me about how I was mistreating a little girl. A door opened behind him and more of my uncles came out. One of them had a knife, and I actually fought him and screamed at him that he couldn't use a knife, that would be murder, wtf! I never apologized because I didn't know that what I had done was wrong. They just kept coming at me with fists and knives. It was actually pretty scary. I don't remember how I got away.
And I wanted to write about the last dream I had. I was working at Bed Bath and Beyond in the stockroom, and Loki worked with us. Hahaha. We were all just putting boxes away and then he commandeered us to become his slaves, and we took boxes down and put them in this giant cart for him to take home. The weird part was that he took me as a hostage, and some of my coworkers, and I tried to be a hero and let them out the back door.
Then I drove downtown to get to the police station, and I had a friend with me. We wrecked, of course, and the police didn't believe us. Loki found us and started chasing us. I went to the beach. It was a really steep slope from the beachhouses to the actual ocean. I couldn't help but stumble around like an idiot. The easiest place to walk was on the very strip where the sand me the water, and I kept falling into the water. There were two groups of people on the beach, and it was dusk, and the beachhouses had their lights off to go to bed. I ran into a cop car parked on the beach and used it to steady myself. The cop was sitting outside the car and I didn't even ask him for help with the Loki situation, I just fell around in the sand and enjoyed myself. Then Loki showed up and I raced back to the police station to find safety. A battle broke out between Loki's slaves and the police force.
I had a ******** up dream.
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