The Nightmare

So I guess I can’t read about, look at, or watch movies with anything that has to do with gruesome deaths or torture or aliens becuase if I do, I will dream about it and have a horrible nightmare! I purposely never watch those types of movies because I don’t want those images to be stuck in my head for the rest of eternity, but now it’s as bad as this……

I saw my friends facebook post on my news feed saying " The Grey….It’s final destination with wolves."

So I made some sort of comment like "Well at least it’s nature and not things like logging trucks or tanning beds."

Well last night I had the worst dream, and the funny thing is that the only part I remember is this black guy sitting in front of one of those spinning metal wheels that cut things. He was holding a soap to it so that it cut little pieces off at a time, carving it into an elephant. Then the leg on the stool he was sitting on broke and he fell forward. His head hit the metal wheel and he couldn’t reach the button. So he screamed as this wheel cut into is head, through his skull, into his brain as he reached desperately and then he died a bloody horrible death with his head split open. 

I woke up in a sweat breathing hard and was like WTF!?  Where the hell did that come from? I pondered about it all day and then didn’t realize until a couple minutes ago that it was because of his status! Really!? Well shoot , I just have to be more careful now! But gosh dang it why couldn’t it have been one of those dreams that you can’t remember? Or one you remember but then lose memory of after a while? I always tend to remember these dreams for some reason.

Anyway I gotta get to bed soon. I have an early rise . Gotta drive out to Malibu at 7 to help out on one of my friends movies. I’m going to play an undercover DEA agent. Oh yeah!  Night night ppls.

Hanny