i was walking through a crowded indoor place like a school until i was able to break free and walk peacefully down a country lane.
later there was a breastbone transplant, but i don't remember much about that.
i find myself in bed, awakened by voices downstairs. its a skinny white guy thinking of doing me harm by frying my hair with a hairdryer. i'm scared not by the threat, but the fact that he's in my family room! i ran to my parents' room as he paces back into the kitchen. i try to call 911, but i couldn't since some other guy was using the phone line.
the small tv was on showing a small interview where people discussed how i am an average person and have no clue why anyone would want to hate me and pick on me.
i was so angry at the intruder i finally stood at the top of the stairs and tried to yell at him, but i couldn't, my throat wouldn't let me. i instead had to growl (but not as loud and threatening as i wanted) "get out of my house."
next thing i know the skinny white guy comes up to me and grabs my boob. i was so angry, i wanted to "teach him a lesson". i try to push him around and knee him in the groin, but i couldn't hit that strategic place. more of his friends run up and circle around. michael runs up too, says some words then walks away. somehow it made them back off.
i never did figure out why he didn't like me so much.
ANALYSIS:
i don't know why, but apparently i was feeling very ineffectual, repressed, and powerless. i don't like people hating me for no reason, and i hate it when i can't get my point across when necessary.
i don't understand the hairdryer threat, but i guess since i don't have a deathwish, i had to find something slightly threatening without being harmful.
the tv show about me was weird, i think that woman from Where in the world is Carmen Sandiego hosted it, but its slightly remenscent of my friends bloody death dream where the guys were really going to kill her and she finds out her own death by the show. mines just not up to that scale.
this dream was uncomfortable, but it wasn't a nightmare.
though the growling did feel like it hurt my throat.
