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Burn

I want to die.  I want to burn through hellfire and singe off everything that holds me back, everything that makes me who I am. I want this slow burn to speed up and consume me, and it doesn’t matter what’s left, as long as it’s not this.

The Twins Dream

I was thinking about a dream that’s stayed with me for years, and am surprised it wasn’t archived in 2004 or 2009.  I think I kept it within me, but kept it buried from 2009 on, until idk when. When I was 13, so this was sometime in 2001, I had a dream I woke up from a nap on this bed, like the bed was made and I slept on top of the blankets.  I looked over to my left and saw the ocean out the window and it was during sunset, so I know this was the west coast, and am guessing somewhere in California.  It was calm, with cool colors, and thin white curtains that were open were hanging over the window.  I got up and looked at the mirror hanging from the bedroom door, I was an adult.  My hair was shoulder length and I had blunt bangs (I’d never had my hair like this before), I was wearing a red sleeveless blouse and loose black pants, and I was very pregnant. A man, who I could only imagine was my husband, walked into the bedroom. I hate how dreams don’t let you see faces, I never remembered seeing facial features, but I remembered he was tall, and had very dark hair.  He  kissed me, then knelt down and kissed my tummy twice, and that’s how I knew we were having twins. I’d forget about this dream for a few years then remember it at random. It was just nice. I remember wondering what I’d look like as an adult woman someday too. Half knowing I’d be really pretty, half hoping. Wondering if I’d recognize the other person in the dream in a few years even though there were no details, and it could be anyone. They’re just dreams.

It’s been a weird day mentally, which has probably been an accumulation of this week. It’s been spiraling stress thoughts of death. Like a spiraling call of death for anyone who ever worked in a call center lol. In a weird place, but I’ll be fine when I wake up in the morning. Trying to remind myself I’m beautiful cause I’m not feelin it right this second. I don’t need anyone to tell me I’m beautiful. I just need to write this out of my system.  Good night.

My wifey is a mermaid

My wifey’s hair was super red again a she dressed up as Ariel from the little mermaid, in the blue and black dress with her hair in a bow for Halloween. And it was perfect! She looked like a character at Disneyland omg, and she flashed her huge smile, and she was wearing these pearl earrings, and had the long flowey skirt with a petticoat under, and she had some fake blood going down from the corner of her mouth to the bottom of her chin and she was holding a severed zombie hand while hugging someone who was dressed up as a zombie for Halloween. This was in the daytime out on her front porch and omg. ^-^

And there were donuts, so many donuts! I went to this bakery and asked for two, not realizing I ordered two dozen.  So when I got back I opened the box and kept pulling more donuts ou on to this wire basket to try and figure out which one I wanted to eat.  They were all fancy and decorated differently and a lot of them had this vanilla cream kinda like frosting inside.  I found one I ripped open and it was flakey inside like a croissant with some chocolate in it so I decided to eat that one.

White frosting red Cakey

We were chatting on video while I was sitting after hours in my office.  I was wearing a white dress and my hair was longer.  After a couple minutes I decided to mute the computer so I couldn’t hear you panic when I grabbed the knife and you could see it, I didn’t want you to distract me while I stabbed myself.  It hurt so bad that I didn’t have the strength to keep pulling the knife to the side and accidentally jerked it up diagonally across my stomach.. it was strangely calm while I bled out. And then I woke up.

Worst Nightmare

You married Anna.  She was trying to pull off a scam and it involved Tacey, that chick from nationals who sucks.  Anyway,  Anna needed your help to pull it off and said you needed to be married for it to work, and you decided to help her.  I couldn’t stop it, I couldn’t do anything.  My stomach hurts so bad.

Everything is weird!

This thing is super behind and my mind is all over the place anyway, so it’ll be a while before I can gather my thoughts and write out where I’m at.  You just had me for the last couple of weeks, so I thought I should at least try giving you a break this weekend.  Hah

Super tired, managed 4 hours of homework (accidentally napped in the middle).  It’s 11:18pm on a school night, ugh.

1:59AM

Is it still day dreaming if it’s in the middle of the night? I can’t sleep tonight anyway.

Listening to Portishead’s Insensible and “planning,” going over things I’d like to do, or try to pull off.

It’s surprisingly not painfully lonely right now, maybe it’s the music, or the promise of tomorrow.  The promise of a few weeks from now..

I’m still sad when it comes to the necessity of dishonesty. From either side.  Even if no one else ever knew, even if no one was ever hurt, I still know.  I still have problems not living honestly the way I want.  I can’t rationalize it, or justify anything, just accept that I am making exceptions for my own selfishness.  I don’t feel bad for anyone else, but I’m not happy with myself right now.

Another broken day

Today was stupid, I was stupid, I was having an alright morning that started to go sideways and tried to make light of it, ignore it by indulging myself mentally in what I wanted at the time, and then realizing everything was just getting worse, and then finally came to terms with dealing with it, and trying to get through it, one task at a time.  My mind has been fragmented and has been rambling like this for most of today.

But things have to start getting better, right?

I tried hanging on to the silly, the frivolous, and the non-important-but-still-important-to-me thoughts, I walked through halls trying to auto-pilot my duties at minimum, get through a decent chunk of work at best so tomorrow I’ll thank myself for how I handled today.. but this head space couldn’t make it till the end and then I was just sad.  Everyone has been burnt out, stressed, exhausted, anxious, all these things, for a long time, I could have said these things a year ago and it still would have been true, but there’s an increasing normalcy in this now.  At least things are shifting a little?  I don’t know, I’m trying, that’s all I know to do.  I started walking down halls a little later and this little voice inside of me was praying that I was walking to you, that you would be around the corner from wherever I was and that I could see you, that we’re not alone, that we’ve got this.  Everyone’s got it, it’s alright.  I’ve been missing you bad lately, I mean I always miss you, but some days it’s louder than others, and some days my guard is down and it’s absolutely overwhelming.  Today was one of those days.  That little prayer in the back of my head quietly requesting, please.  It will never be heard, it’ll never be answered.  I just need sleep, maybe I’ll feel better in the morning.  That’s the joke, that it’s the human equivalent to “have you tried turning it off and back on again?”

Writing for the sake of writing something

It’s been a while since I posted about a dream, and it’s not because I haven’t been dreaming.  I’ve been having a lot of long drawn out stress dreams but haven’t had the time, or desire, in the morning to write them out.  I’ve been consistently waking up around 5 something then usually 6 – 6:19am the last few weeks, idk why 6:19am sticks out but it always does, and then I try to rest and nap until my alarm goes off to salvage some sleep but it backfires cause then it’s harder to wake up a second time.

Between the crying and thoughts racing I got no sleep last night.  I’m still freaked out, but I spoke to mom about everything, and we have a plan in place.  We’re informed, we’re aware, and that is at least a little more empowering.  She keeps telling me to rest and sleep in tomorrow.  I’m never able to sleep in anymore.

date rape

I don’t even know what to make of the dream I just had. A lot was going on and I was outside for a bit and saw a bunch of friends at a park on some benches, then walked up the street with a couple friends and looked at shops, found these cherry heels and grabbed then to try them on and this one dude who called hinself a geek was there talking to me while I shopped and I was all whatever but was still trying to be courteous.

Then I was at what I guess was home and I kept waking up feeling excessively groggy and a little beat up like I did too much the previous night but couldn’t remember. There was one evening where we were celebrating whoever I was with’s birthday in th dream and we were popping bottles of champagne and some friends were a littl bitchy there wasn’t straight liquor. Then there was another party, and I woke up feeling like hell and couldn’t em ember much so I wondered what happened and then remember r I drank very little, then realized I was being drugged because that’s the only time I ever blacked out. I. Started piecing things together including what I thought was a dream where I was thrown on top of a table and the guy I was seeing that the dream assigned forced himself on me.  I was appalled and wanted to call him out but wasn’t sure where to go o how to safely approach the situation, and then my alarm went off.

Possible ectopic pregnancy

Omg it’s early, it’s 6:19 and I’ve hit snooze like two or three times, idk why some weeks this is harder than others.  Anyway, I had a dream I was pregnant and things were chill. I was at the stage right before I’d typically start to feel the baby move but was experiencing pain and then worried this might have been an ectopic pregnancy and needed to check that out before the baby started moving so I didn’t die in case it was. Great way to bundle a lot of fear with joy  brain.

There was some dream before this one I barely remember having now, but I was chasing someone down like it was Repo Men and I got implanted with som organ against my will. I don’t remember the actual procedure or circumstance where that’d be necessary but it was an annoying chase dream. >_>

Dream Asian Baby

I didn’t sleep well last night at all, I haven’t really the last two nights.  I knew my mattress was kind of meh but didn’t realize how badly I needed to replace it until I woke up this morning and it’s felt like my pressure points are all bruised.. aaaaaaand now it’s at the top of my list.

Anyway, the bits I remember from waking up a bunch included having a 7-ish year old daughter with long black hair and bangs coming up to me with a black sweater or some other knitted thing in her hands because she was missing a button on her sleeve.  I was in a wheelchair and in hospital scrubs or pajamas, so not sure if this was a broken bone thing or a post surgical thing.  I told her that mommy isn’t really great at sewing things back, but that her grandma is really really good at it and if she caught her at the right time and asked, grandma could do it.  So dream me already pawned off sewing work to my dream mom.  *face palm*  I didn’t realize this until I woke up, that this little girl looked too Asian to be my daughter.  Like I know I don’t look as much like a mix to some people, or maybe because I’m used to my face I don’t think I look as Asian as some other peeps, idk… I can see I’m a mix, and I know my future kid could go anywhere from 25% – 75% Asian potentially, but this kid looked like 100%… I’m doing percentages here lol.  Well, my baby pics and little kid pics look super Asian so maybe my daughter will look super Asian too until she gets older and then she’ll look more like a hybrid.  Now I’m rambling on hypotheticals.

There was some other dream where a bunch of people were going to be in like the largest group photo ever and it was some Korean church or something.  I wanted to get mom up front with me and generally you get the shorter people up front but people were being assholes about moving seats and I was all seriously?  And you’re all church people?  It was very aggravating.

Then there was another dream about being on the wrong side of a fence and trying to get up to this concrete in between space after throwing a blanket over barbed wire failed.  I had to move these stacks of books and other things out of the way in this crawl space but there was this idea that once I jumped over I’d be leaving one time for another, and I can’t remember if I was jumping backwards or forward in time.

Yesterday

Yesterday was the first time I didn’t cry after leaving the airport, and as stupid as this sounds, it almost makes me feel like I’m going to cry thinking about it.  That’s dumb.  I still miss you everyday I don’t get to see you, I still wish some things were different, and I know while some things have gotten absolutely terrible and even more stressful professionally (who knew it would look like this a year ago), I think some things have acclimated, some things have gotten smoother, and some things will never change, which I am really happy about.  I was spacing out about yesterday morning when I woke up today, and when you kissed me then very very quietly gave me your love right before you walked into the airport.

I’m glad we still find more places to share and enjoy together, I’m sure it doesn’t matter what city we’re in.  And I’m glad we still make time to enjoy being together by ourselves, ignoring the outside world.  We still discover weird things in our past that would have put us in the same places had events in our lives gone differently, or potentially we might have never met, which would have been the saddest thing to have happened in my life without me ever knowing.  I mentioned not knowing if I’d ever work again, have a chance at finishing my undergrad, or be able to function when I moved here in 2013.  I thought that was the end, I thought moving here was giving up instead of rebuilding, but I’m glad I took what was left of myself and brought it here so I could start over.  I’m glad I was here so you could find me.  I’m grateful I made the best of my situation to find some good in this city, and found life long friends and hidden spots I could show you.  And I get cranky that I’m still here but I have to finish the work I started and remind myself I had no idea I would have come this far 3 years ago.  Coming here was the hardest and best decision of my life.  So I made peace with how things have gone up to this point, and I made peace with the timing in which we met, even if I wished it happened sooner and under better circumstances.  It could still work.  I’m crying a little while writing this, not like hysterical heart broken crying, but like dumb and a little emotional crying.  I guess writing to you after you leave is still a tradition, but it’s not so bad.  Thank you for creating a weekend with me when we didn’t have one.  I love you.

At least you’re not a douche bro from Duke and I’m not goth stripper Barbie.  We never want to see a reality where angry Lisa exists.

Please come back next quarter, that is my birthday wish. So no pressure. lol

Accidental Flight

I had this dream last night that I followed you to SF.. on accident.  I was legit sitting up front wondering what I was doing on the plane and was worried, then looked behind and saw you a few rows back and sank into my seat.  I wanted to make sure things were alright and then sneak back off but the plane started moving and I was all omg I can’t make them stop the plane and cause a bigger delay,  I’ll have to suck it up and when I land in SFO buy the next ticket back to LAS.  So it definitely wasn’t romantic chase after you like in the movies, it wasn’t planned and in the dream I was like oh shit, this could almost come off as stalker creepy, shit the plane is moving, shit I didn’t get off on time.  And people were starting to get up and it was huge inside, people were grabbing food and stuff and putting them in these cute boutique boxes and I kept my head down just in case hoping I’d look like some other random small chick then thought well shit, I should have taken my lip jewelry out and dyed my hair black.. actually I never should have been on here, and I was in a red pajama tank and pants set so I knew my back tattoo was a giveaway. Shit.

I slumped on the floor but it was all nice and carpeted and the seats folded and I had blankets.  You came around and started calling me out saying you know it’s me so look up, and I looked away towards the seat/wall thingie and you were all fine and sat next to me and grabbed the x box controller next to my foot and waited, then said something like you know there are three of us, how is this supposed to work? And then I caved and responded all, well it’s okay cause when I get there I’ll hop right on another plane back to LAS and don’t worry about it and got silent and thought to myself omg I sound crazy, I shouldn’t be here and didn’t get off in time, I’m probably being compared to those stalker chicks and I know I was worried but wtf could I of done if something had happened like if there was a plane crash or other emergency, I would be in it too and I wouldn’t be able to stop anything, I wouldn’t be able to protect him from anything. Awkward af dream.

TEO

I don’t remember a lot of this dream other than Jeremy taking off since everyone was gone and it was late.  I asked him if he thought TEO would care if I took off early sine it was dead and he was all.. I don’t see why not?  So I tried to ping him and didn’t get a response after a few minutes and packaged up.  Then Jeremy was checking his phone and got a message and was all dude, TEO wants to keep you here, and I was all fuck and had to unpack quickly and dock down before anyone noticed I signed off for the night.

If you ran a restaurant

Today sucked.

I didn’t have much time when I woke up to note all this so here goes:

You were running a Japanese restaurant one day, like you were filling in for one of your relatives and your family owned it.  I guess you used to help out here on a regular basis years ago too.  I was sitting at a table on the floor, like on a bamboo mat thing, eating something and drinking wine. You had a couple girls on staff helping you out but I decided to go into the back and see if you still needed help since you were running around.  Even if it was minor things like dishes or running food or whatever, so it was like one less thing to deal with.  You came up around and I asked if I could assist with anything and you said yes but were non specific.

Later we were outside in the parking lot and my mom was there and other people were taking off.  She was asking you questions about something and you answered.  She said you were working too hard, and then she asked me if I was leaving with her or if I was sticking around and I said I was staying behind to assist.  I seasoned foods and you were cooking, three of the girls were up front since a large party had arrived but they only spoke Japanese and I had no idea what they were saying, but they kept addressing me since you were busy and I looked the most Asian out of everyone else who was available.  The other girls tried to help and I think at least two of them understood some Japanese.

Kat V this morning

“Had a nightmare for what felt like all night long about being extremely late for work. F***. That. S***. I hate stressful dreams! I’m not a morning person and there is horrible traffic on my commute, so I’m stressed about it almost every morning as I rush to to make it to work on time.”

Tabby cat

There was a cute little orange and white tabby cat in my dream.  I had fallen asleep and woken up to it chillin by my open door, then it hopped in my bed and head booped me.  It had a black collar around it with a little box so I was guessing that was gps in case it got lost?  Idk.  It was weird.

The house I was in had an unusual layout too.  It was old, like I want to use the term antique but I know historical landmark would be more appropriate here.  My room was in the south west corner of the house and it was bright from the large windows.  The next room to the right had a few doors and the steps outside with the red metal screen door didn’t really make any sense.  There wasn’t a lot of furniture in there, and the next room over was the parlor.  Just north of my room on the SW side was another room I’d converted into another bedroom but it was originally supposed to be a pantry.  It was almost as large as the other room and they were almost connected by the large sliding door anyway, but the one that was converted had my Korean blanket and looked a lot more like my room in my last apartment.  I was sitting on that bed when I looked at the other room and noticed the bed in there had a brass frame like my mom’s.  So I wasn’t sure which one to use as the primary room given their location and in the house and what was in them.  To the right of this room was this large kitchen and open area, and kitty somehow ended upon the other side of the little black fence that was installed to keep him out, and he got to some food and was super happy about it.  I was trying to figure out how to give him access to more than one room while keeping him away from that area and had to go around and figure out which doors to leave open and which ones to keep locked.  I interacted with very few people in this dream and it was so minor I don’t feel like trying to remember it.

The wall unit

Just woke up with Three Days Grace’s Tell Me Why stuck in my head. Actually it keeps slipping between that song and Over And Over.

So in this dream I was “driving” Kat V home except we were both in the backseat of the car and Google was driving. It was like Google Maps for upgraded or something. Lol and it was daylight out and we were chatting when I was making a comment about how close we lived to each other, she said something about it not being that close and I think we were comparing different things so I mentioned how we were already at Arroyo. >_>

Anyway, the gps was acting weird and I thought I was gonna have to hop up front and take over manually, we came to a stop and I verbally reconfigured it to head for Kat’s house then told the garage door to open, the side of the building I was in front of opened like a garage door to another road. Weird! We kept driving and I noticed this asshole on the other side of the road driving the wrong way trying to catch up to us and make a right turn into the left hand turn lane going the wrong way again.. Then he was behind us and it was a taxi and the car was acting weird again so I told it to pull over and then I took over. It was dark out and we were driving what felt like south but I thought maybe I shoulda used gps and then it was pitch black.

I woke up in bed next to her wearing black boots and my gray fuzzy robe was over my head. Then I was in another room that was supposed to be my room / a storage room and there was furniture covering almost every inch of wall, in some areas all the way to the ceiling and it was a tall ceiling. The wall where the door was had the China cabinet, and the other wall to the side had the large wall unit my dad brought back from Turkey. There was a dresser near the door on the opposite wall from the wall unit and then other stuff.. a Korean trunk for linens and things. I wanted to relocate the mirror on the back wall up by the door so I didn’t have to go back and forth while getting ready. The bed near the window was on a platform and was pretty high up, and in the center was our old coffee table that also came from Turkey. I peeked inside of it and saw a tiny square CRT monitor, maybe 7×7 at a screen that I thought said Microsoft on it, and there was other equipment inside and a bunch of adapters and power cables inside. My first worry was ventilation and fire, the second was wondering how many years it had been running unnoticed, and the last was wtf was it broadcasting or what was its purpose. There was a little photo inside of a guy and it might have been some HID badge or something, and a little green sticker with some corporations name was laying inside the cabinet in the coffee table too. I shut the little door and went to look for my phone to snap photos and figure it out later and when I got back to the cabinet door with my phone, saw a little imposter phone chillin there in the same case and the phone was the same color but it was a different model and it was a tiny little thing and I thought wtf. So I opene the door again and saw a little projection on the left side of the wall inside, and it was coming from the littl screen to the right. The bottom still had the cables and stuff but now it was behind what looked like a little model of a shopping area with mall kiosks and advertisements. I took a photo of the screen label with what I thought had the corporations info on it I was looking for and of the badge from earlier, closed the door, and went downstairs to ask “mom” about it but she was some taller blonde lady behind the kitchen prepping a dinner thing for the other people that were sitting around the kitchen bar and the table. I pulled out my phone and said I wanted to ask her about “this” then showed her the picture and she was all ohh so you found it and smiled then went about her business like we might talk about it later.

Then I woke up and was trying to remember where we put the wall unit downstairs, then remembered it was so big we left it in AL. Never mind!