oh, it's the height!

I had ANOTHER nightmare last night and, frankly, I love them.
This one started to FINALLY make sense and get interesting toward the end. I hardly remember it, but I do remember the feeling.
I was freezing last night, so I am seriously considering that as a possible ingredient to the whole nightmare thing.

There was this girl, Sharon, who had short hair, fair skin, clear skin. She was a cult leader per se. People followed her because she was frightening, beautiful, a murderer (I believe). I hated her. I wanted her gone. Every time I looked up at her she was smiling with an air of accomplishment.
So, I took a cloth with chloroform, stuck it took her mouth. In the dream I was suffocating her. Over and over. I could feel her heart on my arm. I held on to her mouth and her body until she was flaccid on the floor.
Unemotional, I ran into an apartment, scaring a couple. I asked for a gun, I needed to kill something.
The woman lied and said she didn't have one.
I continued to think, "I need to get out fo this, I just killed someone, I can't go to jail."
Police sirens were in the background and getting louder by the second. They screamed in my head... I wanted to cry, but nothing came out.
Through their closet, I found one. I traced its wrinkles with my thumb and kept thinking, "I just want to die, I couldn't go through jail, the trial, the faces of the people. I just can't make it."
And as I'm pointing it in my mouth, I wake up.
Haha.
I made that seem more corny than it was. Just thinking about it makes me feel depressed.

My cat has been declawed. I fucking hate it. My parents were all for it because we are getting new furniture. I feel so sorry for Princess, he's miserable. I should post funny stories related to the Vet but it's my bedtime. They called me in for tomorrow.

OH.
I
NOW
WEAR
CONTACTS.
Praise the Lord!

I have a dentist appointment for Tuesday.
A follow-up exam on Thursday for my eyes.
blah blah

and I'm thinking of discontinuing this blog.
More about this tomorrow.

Goodnight.