I asked, “What does my husband know?” I dreamt of letting the kitchen sink water run, filling a small plastic container, getting rid of the green stale water that was in it.
I dreamt that someone had my dad’s scriptures, adding their own notes, and had put my scriptures, open, in place of them. I was upset.
I dreamt that Ali and I had moved to a different part of town where the houses are closer to each other / together. We sometimes would drive down this road. It was getting dark from the Sun going down.
The house across the street, and to the left, had a chimney. It looked like Batman was sitting on it, shaped from an Italian Cypress Tree. He was looking my direction, bent over with his right elbow on the left knee. As I kept looking, I saw that it was just the top of the tree (on the roof?). The house on their right had Autumn decorations on the roof.
There was a neighbor (didn’t see) who was pretending to be friendly, but was actually waiting to kill me. I don’t remember the details of how they were going to trap me, but it might have been them wanting to show me something.
(From Aug. 27, 2018 Twisted Sister)
I dreamt that I was at Amy’s. Kyle had come back from the hospital the day before.
I woke up from sleeping / nap and realized that I had left the glass door open in the back, exposing the screen. This frightened me, thinking that Ali was right about the cats being able to get out. Luckily I looked around and saw them inside. Their outside friend was eating.
There was music playing on a radio. It was a bit loud so I turned it down. As I did so, white noise was playing. I was too tired to adjust it, thinking that I would hear voices, but never did. It finally went back to the music.
A doctor showed up to check on Kyle. He brought two sons with him. He had Kyle sit on my lap with his back facing me. I saw that his wound had healed but still a bit nasty looking.
Kyle then went to the bathroom. He had an erection, which Amy saw. When he came out, he kept saying that it wasn’t fair, having fun with the situation. I was thinking that there wouldn’t have been much to see.
Kyle got dressed to go somewhere. He was standing, wearing sweats. I noticed that his weight had gone down, and maybe less than when we met.
He was dirty but didn’t smell. I either said out loud, or just thought, that he needed to clean up before going out.
I had a couple wounds that had healed, but I could still see the layers of skin, as if stadium seating. One was on the middle of the inside of my right foot. Seems the other was on my chest.
Amy mentioned something about letting Kyle and I stay a little bit longer because of our situation, not having children. She was also letting us stay until we decided what we were going to do.
Something about going to dad to ask him something and I was going to call him “Papa”.
There was a bottle of Martinelli’s on the kitchen counter left over from New Year’s. I took the top off, and some spilled on the counter.
The doctor’s boys were standing by the spill. Luckily there were napkins and other paper products on the table to soak it up. Bubbles were then rising out of the bottle after I picked it up. I was watching them as if it had been champagne.
The doctor asked how much it cost. I told him that I didn’t remember but was thinking that I may have gotten it at the .99¢ store.
I looked down at my chest and saw something white on my left breast cleavage area. It looked like a scab / ash. I picked at it and a tube started to come out, as if being able to connect / plug me into something, so I left it alone, not knowing what it was / how far / where it went.
I went to see the doctor, who was still there and looking at a book at the table, to ask him about it. I noticed that I was wearing a shirt with snaps instead of buttons and the top 3, or 4, were undone.
I dreamt of Oprah wearing a light blue puffy jacket even though the weather was warm. She was helping children out of a school bus.
I dreamt that of telling people / person to take the (bullet?) train because it’s quicker and a straight shot.
I dreamt of a guy who I asked if he was related to Dee Snyder from the music group Twisted Sister.