Hey guess what\u2026it\u2019s a little after 3pm and I have only been up for a while. I went to bed about 3:30am last night and slept IN\u2026.like you wouldn\u2019t believe.<\/p>\n
My eyes fluttered open this morning and I looked at my alarm clock. 7:22am. SHIT! that\u2019s the time my bus arrives to take me to work. crap crap crap. I must\u2019ve sworn about a dozen more times, peeled my clothes off and all but ran to the bathroom so I could get in the shower. Late is okay, I\u2019ll just call in and tell the guys at the office that I overslept. I would MUCH rather be a few minutes late than be un-bathed, which plain ruins my day. In the bathroom, I sat there for a second and wiped the sleep out of my eyes and then it occured to me\u2026it\u2019s Saturday, WHOO HOO!!!!!!!! Back to bed, with a capital B. Ahhh\u2026it don\u2019t get no better than that.<\/p>\n
Then the weirdest dream came to me as I lay there and slept the morning and the early afternoon away. It was very bizarre. I was taken back to a time before my own, sometime back in the 1930\u2019s. I was in some sort of old building, it was very gray and I dunno, kind of had a morbid feel to the whole place, as though I were at some sort of old museum. Like I said, it was very bizarre. In the dream I was being ushered around this strange place.<\/p>\n
I cannot recall any of the scenes up until the part I describe next. I also cannot place who it was that was guiding me, nor the words they said. unlike what happened in real life, in my dream I am told that my grandfather\u2019s parents, at the time when they were young adults, were in two separate car accidents, both occuring the same day, and all their belongings were put into this room sized glass case. it was made to resemble an apartment they shared (I don\u2019t this was the case in real life). The glass case \u2018room\u2019 was separated into two distinct sides, not necessarily divided rooms, though. One side was supposed to represent my grandfather\u2019s mother\u2019s side and the other, his father\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Here is the most strange thing of all that stuck out in the dream: among all their belongings, in the front-most part of the display case (room) were two gurneys, one on each side of the room. on the left gurney, wrapped in a wool blanket, not unlike those gray, itchy, standard army issue ones, was the dead body of a woman, supposedly my grandfather\u2019s mother. Her body looked like it was retreived from the accident scene only moments or hours before, and there were no obvious signs of broken bones, no disfigurement, not even a scratch on her face. on the right gurney wrapped in the same kind of blanket, was the body of a man who I guess was supposed to be my grandfather\u2019s father, his body bent out of shape, and most of his face missing.<\/p>\n
After that all I remember after that was that somehow I was allowed into the case, where I inspected their belongings with the curiousity of a snoop. I read handwritten notes, sifted through junk in a dresser drawer, touched clothing and shoes. Saw old toiletries and personal things. At one time I remember picking up a can and I shook out some ladies\u2019 perfurmed talcum powder into my palm and put it on my neck. That was when I woke up around 1pm and to this moment it is all very vivid in my mind.<\/p>\n
Bizarre!<\/p>\n
Now this only tells me one of a few things. Either there is something tragic in my mother\u2019s family that is unresolved, or perhaps I myself need to learn more about my family history, or else I have just had a very strange and morbid dream, and it just happened to turn out like this.<\/p>\n
I can\u2019t even begin analyze this\u2026<\/p>\n
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Hey guess what\u2026it\u2019s a little after 3pm and I have only been up for a while. I went to bed about 3:30am last night and slept IN\u2026.like you wouldn\u2019t believe. My eyes fluttered open this morning and I looked at my alarm clock. 7:22am. SHIT! that\u2019s the time my bus arrives to take me to … <\/p>\n