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life and dreams
Oct. 28th, 2022 09:17 amPicked up my brother A from Huntsville yesterday. It was a bit of a clusterfuck but all worked out in the end. We stopped at the 'food poisoning' Valero for hopefully the last time ever in life, got a bunch of snacks (My brother was practically a literal 'kid in a candy store'. It was fun. I had to remind him that we can go anywhere and stop anywhere, he doesn't have to restock his entire life at this one store. LOL. ) We stopped in Elgin for BBQ late lunch and that was fun too. Got home in the afternoon, introduced him to the dogs, we chilled out at home for a bit then started to realize he was going to need a phone # to give his parole officer so we went to the boost mobile store and got him a phone. The girl in the boost store needed an email address so we quickly set him up with a gmail account using my phone to log in to google and set him up. LOL. Crazy. anyway, we got him a nice phone with a protective case, he has a phone and email now. He spent the rest of the night in his room, making phone calls and starting to unpack all his boxes. From almost 15 years of being in the attic, the two pairs of new New Balance shoes lost their glue off the soles so we will have to re glue them to make them useable. He had to wear his 'offender' boots to his parole office appointment this morning. He seemed to th ink it would be quick but I think it will probably be the usual clusterfuck when dealing with TDCJ and he'll be there a while. it's raining and nasty today. he said he'd walk home but I told him to call me and I can take a break from work to get him.
I guess because of the stressful day I ended up having some awful dreams. I was at my SIL's parents house. It was some kind of gated community thing with paving stones and gravel and plants in tall planters instead of yards, and gates and very cold marble and big windows. Very bank vault/mausoleum vibes. But like rich people. (sort of like this house except all the stone was dark gray. no brown. And there was some furniture - a big tv, a big dining room table where the mom showed me photo albums, a la z boy and a couch in the TV area, etc. https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/37W756-Woodgate-Rd-Saint-Charles-IL-60175/4656462_zpid/?utm_source=zillowgonewild&utm_medium=zillowgonewild&utm_campaign=zillowgonewild&fbclid=IwAR1KuzU3QIuI6-YWwp7GNcIWr9QpSRmIStKqMuXf9uNqHIi2kHZ05UjhPzw) Anyway, she was in her parents' house watching TV. They were ignoring her. I asked her mom if she had any old pictures from when skye_ds was little,and she pulled out some photo albums. She liked the old pictures and warmed up a little as she showed them to me but still just ignored the real person sitting in her living room. Somehow it turned out that it was skye_ds' birthday but her family still ignored her. She told me about some website where people had stored password-protected images and videos and showed me a video of her best friend Cali in a hospital bed, that was also kind of like the 'bacta tank' from star wars. He was jerking and struggling, wires connected from his arms and hands and belly, all connected to these various machines and I think he was missing his right foot? Anyway, he looked as if he was in agony and it was terrible and the video just kept looping and skye just kept watching it.
A while later, she told me it was OK her parents had forgotten her birthday, she had gone online and "gone into $200 of debt at ____and Best Buy" getting herself some gifts. I guess she assumed that eventually her parents would get the bill? Anyway, she seemed happy and proud of herself for that. Then her oafish brother and a bunch of his dudebro and cheerleader-y friends showed up and they were partying outside by the pool (?) there were a bunch of trucks parked all around and there was a big leather couch outside that a bunch of pretty girls were sitting on and drinking out of red solo cups, taking selfies, hollering and making duckface and all of the things that drunk cheerleader/sorority girl types do. All of that seemed to infuriate skye_ds and she got an idea that she told my aunt C. Aunt C seemed to agree with her that the idea was great. Next thing I know, skye is out in the yard with cans of yellow spray paint, just spraying everyone's cars and the couch and the people were all screaming and running away (?) it was so wierd. The sadness and anger and darkness of this dream were .. a lot. Compassion warring with disgust and loathing in my heart, as usual with that person. ugh. Sick. sick sick.
I guess because of the stressful day I ended up having some awful dreams. I was at my SIL's parents house. It was some kind of gated community thing with paving stones and gravel and plants in tall planters instead of yards, and gates and very cold marble and big windows. Very bank vault/mausoleum vibes. But like rich people. (sort of like this house except all the stone was dark gray. no brown. And there was some furniture - a big tv, a big dining room table where the mom showed me photo albums, a la z boy and a couch in the TV area, etc. https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/37W756-Woodgate-Rd-Saint-Charles-IL-60175/4656462_zpid/?utm_source=zillowgonewild&utm_medium=zillowgonewild&utm_campaign=zillowgonewild&fbclid=IwAR1KuzU3QIuI6-YWwp7GNcIWr9QpSRmIStKqMuXf9uNqHIi2kHZ05UjhPzw) Anyway, she was in her parents' house watching TV. They were ignoring her. I asked her mom if she had any old pictures from when skye_ds was little,and she pulled out some photo albums. She liked the old pictures and warmed up a little as she showed them to me but still just ignored the real person sitting in her living room. Somehow it turned out that it was skye_ds' birthday but her family still ignored her. She told me about some website where people had stored password-protected images and videos and showed me a video of her best friend Cali in a hospital bed, that was also kind of like the 'bacta tank' from star wars. He was jerking and struggling, wires connected from his arms and hands and belly, all connected to these various machines and I think he was missing his right foot? Anyway, he looked as if he was in agony and it was terrible and the video just kept looping and skye just kept watching it.
A while later, she told me it was OK her parents had forgotten her birthday, she had gone online and "gone into $200 of debt at ____and Best Buy" getting herself some gifts. I guess she assumed that eventually her parents would get the bill? Anyway, she seemed happy and proud of herself for that. Then her oafish brother and a bunch of his dudebro and cheerleader-y friends showed up and they were partying outside by the pool (?) there were a bunch of trucks parked all around and there was a big leather couch outside that a bunch of pretty girls were sitting on and drinking out of red solo cups, taking selfies, hollering and making duckface and all of the things that drunk cheerleader/sorority girl types do. All of that seemed to infuriate skye_ds and she got an idea that she told my aunt C. Aunt C seemed to agree with her that the idea was great. Next thing I know, skye is out in the yard with cans of yellow spray paint, just spraying everyone's cars and the couch and the people were all screaming and running away (?) it was so wierd. The sadness and anger and darkness of this dream were .. a lot. Compassion warring with disgust and loathing in my heart, as usual with that person. ugh. Sick. sick sick.
