Post Office, Burger King, Scary Dream

Ugh, I witnessed a murder in my dreams last night. It sure seemed pretty real anyway. The question is whether or not it was in a different dimension. If it wasn’t, I wonder who it was and where they were if it was really a vision. I also had a strong vibe that we won’t be redoing these floors and I wonder if that’s a good thing or a bad thing, but first, the dream.

I was in a parking lot when someone showed me a boot that I knew was a sign from some crazy guy that was either stalking me or someone close to me that he was close by.

Some semis then pulled in and parked nearby and I guess I drove because I ran really fast to a car as I suspected the crazy person was in one of the trucks. I never actually saw myself drive but the next part of the dream was with me sitting in the car outside a large secluded house in the woods. Some rich person owned the house. The car was turned off when I heard a large vehicle entering the long gravel drive to the house. As soon as I heard it I knew it spelled trouble.

I quickly exited the car and ran into the house. A young woman and her father were inside. The woman and I stepped up to a large second-story window and saw the stalker kill someone that was part of the staff. A guy that might have been a maintenance worker. Pretty sure the guy was stabbed.

The girl grabbed the phone and called the police, yet she was so frozen in fear that she had a hard time talking. Shouting loud enough for the officer on the other end of the line to hear, I said that she’d been stalked for a few months now. Then I ran and told the girl’s father who was in another room.

The dream ended there, and when I woke up, I realized that the best thing to do probably would have been to hide under the car and then try to escape by running up the driveway as soon as I thought it was safe to do so rather than running inside the house.

There was a car next door this morning but we’re guessing it was someone visiting Linda that just didn’t want to park in the street.

We dropped off something at the UPS Store which was twice as crowded as the post office we also went to so we could return the clothes that didn’t fit as well as to mail Eileen’s wolf diamond painting that I finished last night. She should get it Thursday.

Our last stop was to Burger King.

After a couple of chilly days, it’s so nice to be in the 70s again!