I had a bad dream
04/22/2007 11:32 a.m.

I was getting home from somewhere. My aunt and daughters were with me. We walked in, and I saw a funny flash of light coming from the red "message waiting" button on my phone (a phone I don't have in real life). Then the lights flickered off, then on again. A shadow passed by my sliding glass door, and I thought, "THAT'S who's been messing with my energy." And I ran out the front door to try to confront/catch him. He had parked a bike (a motorcycle?) near the street. When he saw me running toward him, he turned and ran toward me. He had an armful of my stuff, little things he thought were valuable to me. He dropped all but one thing, a switchblade that was his, and said, "Well lookie what we've got here," and proceeded to try to slice me with the blade. I wrestled his hand for it, but woke up before anything else happened. I was trembling, my heart pounding and the adrenaline so strong my arms ached and felt weak from it.

So here I sit writing in my online journal at 4:30 in the morning, nauseaus and alone.

Hello, God? Can I be done please?
I am currently Dismayed
I am listening to my blood rush