Scary Storm
Sep. 8th, 2003 10:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
terryclothLast night it rained, really really hard. Hard enough that I woke up because I thought something might be exploding, or maybe a 747 was about to crash into my building.
But no, it was just ludicrously intense rain, and the pile of clothes under the window was soaked. So I closed the window against the noise, turned on the heater 'cause it was kind of cold, and tried to go back to sleep.
My dream had nothing to do with rain... it was something about my mother marrying a mafia don and, as a result, the mafia NOT coming to break my knees because I forgot to pay the last $120 of the loan I'd taken out for something. Most of the dream involved me searching through piles of random paper looking for the loan records, which (when I found them) turned out to be fragmentary and not terribly illuminating.
But no, it was just ludicrously intense rain, and the pile of clothes under the window was soaked. So I closed the window against the noise, turned on the heater 'cause it was kind of cold, and tried to go back to sleep.
My dream had nothing to do with rain... it was something about my mother marrying a mafia don and, as a result, the mafia NOT coming to break my knees because I forgot to pay the last $120 of the loan I'd taken out for something. Most of the dream involved me searching through piles of random paper looking for the loan records, which (when I found them) turned out to be fragmentary and not terribly illuminating.
