I woke up 10 minutes before the alarm today. Something woke me up, woke me from my dream.
It was a weird one. I watched it unfold in my head as I was waking up more and more and the question mark got bigger and bigger.
I was in a house, that was suppose to be my home. Kim, Mira and Mie was there too. With Kim and Mira being the lodgers, as it is now.
There was stuff everywhere. Like it is now.
I walked past a room, and I could hear my sister and her husband arguing. But that was suppose to happen in their house. Then I was back in my house, and my sister was moving in again, because they had once again split up. With Mira and Kim already living there, her spot on the floor was by the dining table, which we moved somewhere else. Me and my sister talked about the abortion she had had.
Mie told her that since my sister was the oldest living in our house, we were to follow her rules. She could arrange the room as she wanted, and to decide on everything pretty much.
Suddenly I was at the hospital because my grandmother had passed away (she passed away last November), but maybe she hadn't actually passed away. It had been two weeks and we knew she was in the cold room. We managed to get the doctors to bring her out and as she got warmer, she came back to life. And as she opened her eyes, she recognised me and first thing she asked was where my stepdad was.
So then me and my brother had to quickly call our stepdad and his siblings to stop them from going ahead with the funeral, because she was alive!
After that I was back in the house, a few more people were there. The chef was one of them. And he was upset over something. He walked out the door and I called after him and he told me to leave him alone. I walked back in, and asked an Asian guy what had happened. And it turned out that the chef had asked him about his hair, and the Asian guy had said it looked just fine in the back, but the chef had gotten upset and left.
I remember getting angry with this Asian guy, because I knew that what he had said wasn't a nice thing to say.
And then I woke up. In my field and cloud duvet set, looked at my phone that said 06:05. 10 minutes later Diane with Therapy? started playing and it was time to leave the warmth and step into cooler temperature.
It's Friday.
It was a weird one. I watched it unfold in my head as I was waking up more and more and the question mark got bigger and bigger.
I was in a house, that was suppose to be my home. Kim, Mira and Mie was there too. With Kim and Mira being the lodgers, as it is now.
There was stuff everywhere. Like it is now.
I walked past a room, and I could hear my sister and her husband arguing. But that was suppose to happen in their house. Then I was back in my house, and my sister was moving in again, because they had once again split up. With Mira and Kim already living there, her spot on the floor was by the dining table, which we moved somewhere else. Me and my sister talked about the abortion she had had.
Mie told her that since my sister was the oldest living in our house, we were to follow her rules. She could arrange the room as she wanted, and to decide on everything pretty much.
Suddenly I was at the hospital because my grandmother had passed away (she passed away last November), but maybe she hadn't actually passed away. It had been two weeks and we knew she was in the cold room. We managed to get the doctors to bring her out and as she got warmer, she came back to life. And as she opened her eyes, she recognised me and first thing she asked was where my stepdad was.
So then me and my brother had to quickly call our stepdad and his siblings to stop them from going ahead with the funeral, because she was alive!
After that I was back in the house, a few more people were there. The chef was one of them. And he was upset over something. He walked out the door and I called after him and he told me to leave him alone. I walked back in, and asked an Asian guy what had happened. And it turned out that the chef had asked him about his hair, and the Asian guy had said it looked just fine in the back, but the chef had gotten upset and left.
I remember getting angry with this Asian guy, because I knew that what he had said wasn't a nice thing to say.
And then I woke up. In my field and cloud duvet set, looked at my phone that said 06:05. 10 minutes later Diane with Therapy? started playing and it was time to leave the warmth and step into cooler temperature.
It's Friday.
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