I woke up at 5:30 a.m. with a bad headache. Its raining outside and, I'm guessing, about 70 degrees. December 23rd and in the 70's - wow!
I wanted to go back to sleep, but thought better of it. I needed to take something for the headache and besides, I was having some really freaky dreams anyway.
This one, was about murder. Apparently I've been watching wayyyyyy too many episodes of a series called SNAPPED. A true crime series where supposedly people 'snap' and suddenly murder people. Except most of the time its about men/women having affairs and trying to murder their spouses. Nobody 'snaps.' In their mind, they've planned it out. So basically just a bunch of stupefied people thinking they can get away with murder with all of today's science and technology. Seriously - just get divorced people!!
My dream last night was all over the place. Characters often changed and my age went from early 20's to my now age of 48.
The dream went something like this: I began dating this really good looking guy named Joe. At that time of the dream, I was in my 20's, but remember thinking 'wow - I haven't dated in so many years. Damn! I've still got it! And this is crazy!' All good feelings. But then, I was in my teens because I remember getting excited and telling my sister how he asked me out. My sister Ruby, unbeknownst to me, had a crush on him for years. So when I told her, she became angry and said she was going to ask his younger brother Tim out. I couldn't understand at that time why she blurted that out like she was shooting back an insult. Apparently that all came out in the dream.
So as dreams go, it fast-forward to me being with Joe at his place (a small cabin-like house). My sister invited Tim over to our mom's house, but somehow ended up murdering him.
Not sure how much time had passed, hours or days, but I heard he went missing. I think my mom told me Ruby had him over and murdered him. My mom didn't think anyone would find out because Ruby had stabbed him repeatedly and then dismembered his body and disposed of it. And SOMEHOW, she was going to get away with it. When I kept asking my mom what the hell? And why? What made her do this... She would only reply. She just snapped. Like it was an everyday occurrence! No emotion, nothing.
The rest of the dream went on that people were trying to figure out what happened to Tim. I struggled with why didn't my mom tell the police. My mom kept saying it was just 'hear say' and that she had no evidence, which somehow I accepted as an answer. But then my sister ended up telling me how she murdered him, then I was struggling with trying to figure out whether I should tell the police or not. To be clear, if this was real life, I wouldn't hesitate for a second!
As dreams go, at some point, my sister turned into my daughter, Sarah and SHE was the one who had murdered Tim. By then, I stopped trying to figure out why she felt he had to be killed. Now I was upset that I was going to have to turn my daughter in and she would spend the rest of her life in prison. On the other hand, I was getting scared of her. I felt that if she murdered once, she could do it again. Then it would switch back to my sister Ruby. And of course, I felt the same way. Oh yeah...and at some point I remember thinking my sister did this because she was jealous that I was happy.
I finally became so guilt ridden, I had a nervous breakdown and ended up in the hospital. With an aneurysm. Then I woke up to thunder, the sound of rain pouring down our gutters and a mean old head-ache.
No I didn't have a snack before bed. LOL
6:21 a.m. - 2015-12-23
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