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August 2022
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sick strange darkness

This weekend was hellish for sleeping. Bear was doing his normal freakish sleeping at all hours thing (with the biggest naps falling between 6am and 2pm). Friday night was great. I even woke up at like 8 am because I went to sleep early and slept well. Then Saturday night I had nightmare after nightmare. I also woke up about 4 times. First I went to read on the bed because it was getting late. I fell asleep. I woke myself up, took out my contact and got in my jammies and went to read some more. Then Bear woke me up when he came to lay down. I fell asleep again while he was reading, except then he started to watch something and I woke up. I laid there very uncomfortable for a bit because I was tired but I’d been having a nightmare where my mom and grandma were there, but something scary was happening. It was vague and scary enough to make going back to sleep hard. Espcially with Bear playing on his computer. I finally got so frustrated, I went to lay down on the loveseat in the living room. It was dark and quiet and cool and I felt myself relaxing.

Suddenly I was looking for something with AJ. We were traveling all over space and kept taking these little trips to look for it. Probably the Maltese Falcon. When suddenly one of the trips was gonna cost us $8,987. I remember the amount. I freaked out and said I couldn’t go on the trip. Except we had taken a shuttle to this little space station where we got slapped with the price for the big trip. I was like, um. I do not have that much money. I have a mortgage yo. I actually told the crazy lady who was telling AJ and I that it was gonna cost us that much that I had a mortgage and I could not give her $8k for this flight/trip thing so that AJ and I could keep searching. AJ freaked on me. Apparently she’d know the cost? And there were more expensive ways to go but this was our cheapest and best options. So the lady turns to her little minion and was like, “Take them to X and clear it up. Don’t leave them alone.” We freaked a little at this and made a break for it. We got caught when we went into a bar trying to find a way home. I mean, getting away from this lady is one thing, but we were on a space station. Turned out this lady takes people’s money and then liquefies them and hey, they went on this trip. Maybe they just didn’t come home. I don’t know how the fact that NO ONE COMES HOME wasn’t a huge fucking sign, but AJ and I freaked out again. Only at the bar something amazing happened and this old woman stood up and said she’d take our place. I remember I was screaming at the lady. When the old woman stood up, so did a few other people. AJ and I were like… WHAT is going on. Apparently the lady owns all the people on the space station. The lady isn’t human and she keeps these people here so that she has a collection of people to liquefy. She knew we’d have a hard time to get off the station so she took us to see what happens to the people and then let us go. I felt horribly sick and we were running away again and then we met up with these crazy people who were hiding from the lady on the station. They knew all the ins and outs. They were like gutter rats. She probably knew where they were and might be able to set traps, but as long as they avoided the traps they were safe. They were also CRAZY AS LOONS. Except that’s kinda gross where my dream went next. So lets say when my mind played that trick on me I woke up FAST.

I was then horribly confused as to where the fuck I was. I realized I was on the couch and RAN back to Bear and cuddled him and ignored the light until I fell asleep. Then Bear woke me up at 6 because he couldn’t sleep. Then I slept until noon because my body hates me. So it shouldn’t be a surprise that Sunday was kinda loony toons for Bear and I. I was restless all day. And of course Bear and I didn’t fall asleep until almost 4am and we got up at 7:40.

I don’t feel sleepy, but lemme tell you, my brain is misfiring like crazy. I’m stealth tired.

I think the takeaway from this weekend is “Do not trust the loveseat. Even if it is cool and dark and quiet, it lies.”