These dreams…
I went to bed Sunday a bit early because I was tired and my throat was tightening up on me, making it a bit hard to breath. It was more annoying than anything. In a dream I had that, someone gave me an inhaler to help me breath better. When I woke up on Monday, I was all fine. That’s weird, huh?
So, when I to bed on Monday, I wanted to see if I could have a dream and get rid of my ingrown toenail. My dream that night was rather suspenseful. I saw a guy running around waving a gun, so I told a police officer about the matter and shortly after, that guy with the gun tries to come after me to ratting him out. I ran away from the armed man with the police officer. After awhile of running away through this large like office/school kind of building, I had to go my own way. I kept pushing one door open after another, running through one room after another, to lose the bad guy. I finally made it to this one room with a window. I knew that once I went through the window that I would be safe. Just as I opened the window, I remembered that I need to try and heal my ingrown toenail. I tried to use my magic, and I think I healed it, but of course I woke up in the morning and it was still there. Still, that dream means something. I think I’m going to be on my own for awhile, pushing doors open in my life.
Yeah, looking for a new place hasn’t been very successful. I’m been looking at duplexes and small houses for rent and I haven’t had much luck. Every place has been either too expensive or I didn’t feel comfortable with the neighborhood or the place. Still, I’ve only been looking for a few days and I haven’t covered that much ground. I’ve following ads in the classifieds and I’ve ran those dry, so today I’m just going to drive up this one street in the city and look around there for signs.
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