coffee thought...
Someday on my tombstone
(if they still do those types of things in the future of death-
or would I even want one of those things rather than cremation)
But someday on my tombstone it shall read:
Here lies
💃🏽
She worked hard-
even on her days off
And hopefully that means something to some people.
Also,
she didn't sell it too cheap-
in fact didn't sell it at all-
and thus
probably expired as a result of
a broken heart
or untouched pu$$y
unless you count being touched
by the gynecologist or herself.
At any rate, not sure you can die from such things (lack of love or companionship or being touched like hugged or held) but something about the way this life is shaping up for me has 'death by absence of life' written all over it.
Not that I am calling that I to my existence oh hell no
But as I sit here in this train on my way to work on my day off due to all the work that needs to get done and considering my mind can't relax until at least 88% of it is done
I am headed there.
Such is my life for now.
that's all...
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Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Friday, May 01, 2015
Craziest dream ever
Craziest dream ever
Had s dream I was dating / romantically involved with a paraplegic ?
How'd that happen. Apparently he was Caucasian and rich and we took a
special elevator down to the ground floor of his building with me
walking next to him to try this new thing at Wendy's (chili over tater
tots) and something to drink. I ordered the food and he put it on his
tray to wheel upstairs where we would share a meal. We get to the
elevators and it is mega crowded and we get separated an I end up on
another floor. This floor looks like a courthouse and there are
lawyers there and a tackle with a lot of iPhones on it (all in the
green cases like I own) and lost glassss. I press this buzzer to leave
this area and this nice middle aged back woman starts walking me thru
the hallway saying that he misses me and is probably waiting for me
somewhere. We grab a few (4) throw pillows and go downstairs where we
see him sleeping in the side (there is as huge bed and TV there) and
we start to whisper. She says she'll come up and visit us after her
shift. I say cool and walk over to him and touch his hair (he is semi
smiling since I showed up) and I go to sit down and he lifts the cover
to have me join him. I am concerned about me and putting my body next
to his legs and he was like don't worry . So I slide up next to him
and he positions himself closer. He put his arms around my waist and
says we are going to roll over (?) and we do. So now, we are not
facing a tv but I feel his arms around me (and proceed to mess with
the tiny hair on his arms). He is breathing heavy and asks me what is
my favorite thing. He tells me his is getting ice cream on an hot day
and this feeling with me in his arms. I say my favorite things are
these little hairs on his arms and how human he is and how fragile
life is and how fragile we are (who knows why I says that) he proceeds
to kiss the back of my neck and hair and turns my face toward him and
we kiss and hug and stuff. It is not until 5-10 minutes later that he
refs his head in my chest really hugging me and is breathing normally.
I ask him jokingly is he comfortable and he says of course. I then
tell him let's watch tv and pull him closer so I can spoon him however
when he turns in his back he is in dire pain and says he hates that he
is this (paraplegic) and is in pain in his back. I turn him on his
side and just rub his back as he is frustrated...WTF?
Am i a caretaker now?
Dream 2
We (mom, bro #2, some smiths) were on this beach thing outside waiting
for this carnival to start. We see dancers dressed up and folks in
feathers and gombeys getting ready to move and some crazy looking
people in black and white. All this parade is coming and we are
looking for bro #1 and some other folks. It was odd seeing my mother
in this jovial setting and we are all enjoying the coming parades but
it was odd. And summertime.
that's all for this crazy morning.
I think I need I don't know what this morning ...
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Had s dream I was dating / romantically involved with a paraplegic ?
How'd that happen. Apparently he was Caucasian and rich and we took a
special elevator down to the ground floor of his building with me
walking next to him to try this new thing at Wendy's (chili over tater
tots) and something to drink. I ordered the food and he put it on his
tray to wheel upstairs where we would share a meal. We get to the
elevators and it is mega crowded and we get separated an I end up on
another floor. This floor looks like a courthouse and there are
lawyers there and a tackle with a lot of iPhones on it (all in the
green cases like I own) and lost glassss. I press this buzzer to leave
this area and this nice middle aged back woman starts walking me thru
the hallway saying that he misses me and is probably waiting for me
somewhere. We grab a few (4) throw pillows and go downstairs where we
see him sleeping in the side (there is as huge bed and TV there) and
we start to whisper. She says she'll come up and visit us after her
shift. I say cool and walk over to him and touch his hair (he is semi
smiling since I showed up) and I go to sit down and he lifts the cover
to have me join him. I am concerned about me and putting my body next
to his legs and he was like don't worry . So I slide up next to him
and he positions himself closer. He put his arms around my waist and
says we are going to roll over (?) and we do. So now, we are not
facing a tv but I feel his arms around me (and proceed to mess with
the tiny hair on his arms). He is breathing heavy and asks me what is
my favorite thing. He tells me his is getting ice cream on an hot day
and this feeling with me in his arms. I say my favorite things are
these little hairs on his arms and how human he is and how fragile
life is and how fragile we are (who knows why I says that) he proceeds
to kiss the back of my neck and hair and turns my face toward him and
we kiss and hug and stuff. It is not until 5-10 minutes later that he
refs his head in my chest really hugging me and is breathing normally.
I ask him jokingly is he comfortable and he says of course. I then
tell him let's watch tv and pull him closer so I can spoon him however
when he turns in his back he is in dire pain and says he hates that he
is this (paraplegic) and is in pain in his back. I turn him on his
side and just rub his back as he is frustrated...WTF?
Am i a caretaker now?
Dream 2
We (mom, bro #2, some smiths) were on this beach thing outside waiting
for this carnival to start. We see dancers dressed up and folks in
feathers and gombeys getting ready to move and some crazy looking
people in black and white. All this parade is coming and we are
looking for bro #1 and some other folks. It was odd seeing my mother
in this jovial setting and we are all enjoying the coming parades but
it was odd. And summertime.
that's all for this crazy morning.
I think I need I don't know what this morning ...
Sent from my iPhone
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