The Wesley Willis Fiasco - [Drink That Whiskey]--- Dreams of having to kill someone, or something, but I didn't do it with a sword, or my hands, or a gun. Flashes of a house on fire, or made of fire, but looking normal. Something to do with that.
On the phone with my mother, afterwards, talking about how stressed we both were, and about smoking, and how we should talk about it, if we were going to smoke, while stressed. She told me that my father had stopped talking to my aunt (mother's sister), because she had started smoking. (The Smiths - [I Started Something I Couldn't Finish]). While she told me this, I was putting a coin on the edge of my throw rug, which was somehow also the body of the person I'd killed.
Next, I was driving, for a very long time, down the same stretches of road, over and over. (Guster - [Demons]). Doing basic car maintenance stuff, and my mother was both in the car with me, and not, being on the phone with me, while on the phone with her friend Melanie. This driving was from the fire house and there were many cars in the road to avoid, and swerve around.
Something in the house about the pond/pool out back, and my walking around it. I think the person I killed was British.
I don't like it when I don't remember fights and deaths, in my dreams. I wake up with this vague sense of guilt, and I really, Really hate that.
Off to get dressed and take
mech_angel to work. Then back how to work, for a few (many) hours.
Then, tonight? Jarboe. You heard me.
On the phone with my mother, afterwards, talking about how stressed we both were, and about smoking, and how we should talk about it, if we were going to smoke, while stressed. She told me that my father had stopped talking to my aunt (mother's sister), because she had started smoking. (The Smiths - [I Started Something I Couldn't Finish]). While she told me this, I was putting a coin on the edge of my throw rug, which was somehow also the body of the person I'd killed.
Next, I was driving, for a very long time, down the same stretches of road, over and over. (Guster - [Demons]). Doing basic car maintenance stuff, and my mother was both in the car with me, and not, being on the phone with me, while on the phone with her friend Melanie. This driving was from the fire house and there were many cars in the road to avoid, and swerve around.
Something in the house about the pond/pool out back, and my walking around it. I think the person I killed was British.
I don't like it when I don't remember fights and deaths, in my dreams. I wake up with this vague sense of guilt, and I really, Really hate that.
Off to get dressed and take
Then, tonight? Jarboe. You heard me.
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