Pocket Puppies and ex husbands delivering newspapers
Mood:
a-ok
Topic: Regular Dreams
Ok, I know I have been slacking on posting stuff! I am blaming it on my stupidity for switching from DSL back to dial up and my intolerance and impatience with the new slowness that I incurred with that stupid decision. Tomorrow I am gettin cable internet so thank the devils for small miracles!
Last weekend I took a trip down to Kentucky and I met a new guy about a month back who I saw again. Unfortunately I also had a bad dream about him and it goes as follows:
He was standing in front of me about 12 feet I guess, he was just standing there and reaching into his pocket. He started pulling something out, and I saw a puppies head, but then the head came off and as he pulled the rest of the puppy out of his pocket it came apart by the limbs. It was bleeding, it was disgusting. He had no expression on his face and I just kept staring at it in disbelief.
Second dream was there was newspapers gathering outside my door (In real life I had asked the neighbor man to collect my papers so that it would look like I was at home), in the dream there was about 2 weeks worth of newspapers and my ex husband was throwing them into my apartment...
Ok the funny think about this dream was I haven't heard from my ex husband for about a month and the last time I talked to him, was also near the time I took a trip. I know he isn't spying on me because he is currently under govt supervision (jail) and has no way to do that unless he has friends doing it which I doubt, but anyway, he calls on Sunday and is suprised that I said I dreamt about him the night before because he had been thinking about me and my last trip (which may have accounted for all the newspapers in the dream:) The weirdness doesn't stop there however. I went to bed later and my room looked like part of it had been shuffled through, no one else has a key and nothing looked suspicious. It's not the first time that has happened and I usually blame my friendly ghost. Well I went to bed and right next to my pillow was a playing card. Strange I thought, it was neatly sitting next to my pillow like someone had placed it there. I thought I had thrown all of those cards away the week before?? I turned the card over and it was the 'Knight of Hearts'. I used to read fortunes with regular playing cards and tarot cards and sometimes I would read my own fortune but never told anyone who my cards represented, but I will tell you right now..the "Knight of Hearts" always represented my ex husband when I read for myself and he is the one who called...so how did that card get in my bed next to my pillow???? Even if someone did come in the house, no one could've ever known what that card personally meant to me????
Still going 'huh?'
Posted by Tracy
at 6:26 PM EDT