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Entry #1 [in no chronological order]
7.11.15 9:00pm
Last night I had a rather unsettling nightmare (but just a nightmare, not a hardcore night terror) - it's theme was somewhat repetetive/related to dreams I've had before with people trying to kill me and me somehow evading death over and over again in the same dream. I remember one of my killers was a black guy with longish dreads and he had a handgun and tried to shoot me several times, he emptied a clip, reloaded and emptied another clip and he and I both seemed...puzzled and in angst over the fact that none of the bullets were able to hit me (reminiscent of one of the opening scenes in The Fifth Mountain by Paulo Coelho) and..hm..I can't really remember the rest of the details of the ways I almost got killed, but I do remember that a group of people (all women? literally or metaphorically or soul-memory status, I'm not sure) tried to help me escape the deaths (it, sort of reminded me of the TV show Homeland and like the group - in the case of Homeland, the CIA - sort of "recruited" me, I guess?) and like they led me out of harm's way - directly in some instances and gave me tips, advice on how to avoid being killed in others. Then toward the end of the dream I was so scared and sad and freaked out over almost dying so many times, I started crying and told the women I just wanted to die (or asked why I just couldn't die?) and I think I let myself drop to the floor or curl up into a ball, but one of the women picked/me back up and pushed me forward as she escorted me on yet another getaway from a brush with death...and that's about all I remember...
-b.
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