I woke up from a bad dream this morning. It was a scene that unfolded rapidly. I was standing inside the kitchen of my house (not my actual house now) and something caught my eye out the door. A motorcyclist pulled up and parked in front of my garage and another came and swiftly parked next to the first. They pulled knives out of their jackets and one came towards the front door and the second towards the kitchen door.
I got my own kitchen knife and managed to put a call in to 911 and gave them my address and told them the situation before I hung up to deal with the intruders. They entered as if the doors had been unlocked and I confronted the male first. I disarmed him by luck and stabbed him in the gut. The woman came and tried to stab me. We stood triangulated to each other and they proceeded to converse casually and laugh at me.
I noticed they both had stab wounds littering their faces. They laughed more when I pointed it out. They were so calm and no matter how much I stabbed at them I would get no response. So I gave up and just stood there as they conversed about me; mocking me. I was confused and had no idea how this would turn out as I jolted awake.
The female looked a lot like a current neighbor of mine.
This does feel like an accurate representation of my life right now. Like the difficulties that permeate my existence are just laughing at me. Like no matter how much I try to make them go away they stand firm and mock me. That I have called on higher powers to help but still find myself stuck with them, with no idea how it’s going to all pan out.
Dreams are funny. I hadn’t anticipated waking up at that time but it’s allowed me to start my day more casually.
Two clients and a lot of paperwork to do today. Eventually I have to take down the Christmas tree that is no longer being lit. But my knee is still bothering me. My mother keeps telling me to go have it looked at. I have a physical already scheduled in two weeks so if it still hurts then I’ll ask to have it imaged. My insurance is free and as basic and barebones as it can be; so I don’t know what it covers. But I’m going to assume it hopefully covers this. Ho hum.
Just had to spend over $400 on parts and supplies for my colonic equipment. Then I’ll spend similar for the plumber to help me install said parts. I could not spend it. I could not maintain it. But those aren’t options in my head. I keep my equipment pristine. I’m obsessive about it. Not just because I use it (although truthfully haven’t used it in a few months) but also because those are my expectations for myself. I can’t speak to others. I just gotta do what feels right to me.
Hope you have a splendid day.