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Maybe as you get older you have strange dreams. Ones that wake you up and you say ***What the hell was that about?***. You usually forget about it. Thought I'd jot a few down. I'm at some gathering of people. There is food and drinks. It's my turn to cook and I'm given some kind of Carcass to cook for the gathering. Bigger that a chicken but like a chicken. Hardly any meat, but I try - and fail. Tell everyone no food tonight, it burned, They are all down, but don't say anything, Later I'm in the bar and a few approach me that appear they are going to comfort me, but the pick me up and start laughing and criticizing me, laughing and chanting something, I don't say anything, they get tired and put me down. Then I blow up and yell at them for being mean. Strange I was bullied in my middle school day. I was a 80 lb weakling and was picked on, made fun of, quit often. Remember my Mom meeting the school bus one day and yelling at the bullies. Remember getting into a fight and I held my own, didn't run and the kid (Chester Stuckey) left me alone and became somewhat friendly. Maybe I just keep a list of these strange dreams.
Strange Dreams
September 30, 2022 07:41