Last night I had extremely vivid dreams, and I woke up around 3am and told some of them to Michelle. The main one I remember is that I was moving out of a house, I think, and my dad was there to help me move. This is a dream that I have frequently. Here, there was a flood in the basement, and also the basement was full of monkeys and spiders. The spiders were very scary. I couldn't go down there. My dad was going to kill them, and two cops would help him. I woke myself up by asking outloud, "did you have to kill them in a bloody way?" I didn't want the monkeys to be killed, but the spiders were horrifying and I thought they might creep up from the basement. My other dreams revolved around Michelle: one sexual dream; one dream where we saw someone's dog attack this old lady and hold onto her ankle with its teeth, she was saying "get it off me!" and I tried to call the police from a pay phone, it cost 4.50 and I didn't get through; one dream where we lived in a building where our apartment was in the common space and I was grateful that the neighbors, who often walked through, were nice; one dream where we were male and I was asking god why she couldn't realize her powers and perform the miracles I knew her to be capable of.... towards morning I had more dreams. I was a bridesmaid in Shezronne's wedding (my high school friend). I was late and my dress didn't fit right. I was exhausted and sweaty and didn't have gifts. It was stressful and I was looking for a Duane Reede on google but I knew it was closed. Someone's younger brother had a crush on me and bought me some nice brazzieres, and I messed up his drawer or piles of clothes.
Anyways... probably am boring you, right? Other people's dreams usually seem tedious.
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