September 23, 2005

Didja ever have one of those nightmares that wake you up, not screaming and thrashing, but with every muscle perfectly tensed and still, frightened to move at all?

I am so glad that it's Friday. Maybe I'll get some sleep this weekend.

I can hear him struggling with the door. Another peal of thunder, the long lingering kind where the bass goes on forever. The electricity's out again and I can't help but think that BG must have planned this for a night with a thunderstorm. One more cheesy touch to his idiotic fantasy life.
I'm trying to convince M that we need to move and we need to move now. There's no time to pause to call the cops. We have to make the unexpected move now, while we have the time. In fact, what can I do to buy us more time?
Another flash of lightning and low rumbling thunder. We run to the master bedroom and I lock the door although that won't make him pause for long. Not with as pissed as he is right now. I don't know why he didn't break a window. It's as if he has something to prove to the front door right now -- that no doors will ever keep him out. And, of course, there is no back door. Of course. We have to go out a window and we have to do it fast and quietly.
With the exception of the recently remodeled bathroom, though, none of the windows in this tiny little bungalow even open and that's where we're headed. M locks that door as well as I start trying to get the window opened, undoing each of the four flathead screws before we can get out of here and hope to be gone before he realizes we're not in the house anymore.

Yeah. Stupid dream logic. It's really not a very scary dream. And why in the world does this house have only one door and just one functioning window????

But, dream logic rarely makes much sense to me after I wake up.

Well, I'm running late for work, so I'd better skedaddle.

Posted by Red Monkey at September 23, 2005 5:11 AM | Storytelling: She was, of course, supposed to be sleeping. | | StumbleUpon Toolbar Stumble |


Helen said:

Those kind are the worst. They stay with you all day. I had one last week and I just couldn't shake it.
Sleep well tonight!

September 24, 2005 6:02 PM
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