| Why do I let these things defeat me? |
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| I saw you today, in the car next to me. My heart skipped a beat. It wasn't you, how ridiculous. |
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| Girl crushing like mad. I am turned on and flustered and shy. |
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| Dreams of ex boyfriends and Turkish boys and storms. |
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| The dreams continue. This time, I'm in highschool. Something has happened and they are quarantining us in the school by piling massive amounts of firewood onto the building. I'm looking out an open window, thinking I should get out before they cover the entire thing. I don't move as I see chunks of wood falling and piling up, covering the last escape route. Suddenly everyone realizes: we are trapped. There is a moment of claustrophobic hysteria, then my dream shifts forward. I'm outside, looking at a taxidermied version of my family. My dad and mom together, his face unnaturally hooked in a happy grin, eyes gazing at my mom. I am there too, stuffed and posed...on the edge of the group. I remember rearranging the stuffed version of myself, pulling her closer to the rest of the family.
Standing there observing my dead family, my mom appears in untaxidermied form as well, with a girl from the school. We talk about the situation, how horrible it is that everyone died. Everyone died? Smoke inhalation/Suffocation. They had set the wood on fire, thinking it would burn away quickly, and that everyone could get out safely, and cured from whatever they were quarantining us for. Something had not gone according to plan, and now my dream had this feeling of mourning, the sense that some deep, scarring, evil thing had occurred... It was understood that my mom had saved me somehow, and possibly this other girl. I don't remember it happening, it was only implied. |
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