Dream Letter No. 3

Dear I don't know,
Last night I had another one of those dreams I don't want to talk about with anyone. Some weird shit happened, there was a bear (they come up a lot in my dreams), and then my father. I was standing inside somewhere and then I saw him step out of his car in front of the door I was standing by. I went outside. I started yelling and tearing up. He was yelling at me because he claimed that I blew him off, and that he called me a bunch of times and I never called back. I remember saying something like, "It's been 7 fucking months. Did you even fucking wonder if I was alive or not?" Then I remember getting in his car. I don't know why I did that because I remember thinking that it was not a good idea because he could have started drinking again. In almost a minute he was pulled over. Apparently driving from the passenger seat is against the law. He claimed that his legs were too long and they needed to stretch out, and then asked the police officer if he could obtain a permit to drive legally that way. This was a damn weird dream.

Kaity


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recommended song: Black Moon- Emerson, Lake, & Palmer (at Dylan's request)