Dream from the mailbag:
It started out with just me, my boyfriend and our 2 closest friends all hanging out in this huge mansion. There was a wrought iron fence around the property and a nice big patio area. My friend and I had just gone upstairs and left our purses on the patio table. I observe out of the window a girl from high school, that I wasn’t even friends with mind you, attempting to steal our purses. I run downstairs, wrestle them from her hands and run back inside. I remember getting onto a bus and it taking us to another location not too far away. Everything gets kind of jumbled up here and suddenly there is a whole new situation going on. There is an assassin, who happens to be good friends with my boyfriend, and another friend of mine owes the assassin a great deal of money.
I try talking to this friend, telling her that she will be killed if she doesn’t pay this man what she owes. My boyfriend also tells her, word for word, “I payed him, he’s my best friend, but I still paid him.” My friend just keeps acting like it’s no big deal. Well, later, we are in a garage and she’s hiding in some kind of shaft, and I’m trying to help her. She’s still saying she refuses to pay and doesn’t care. And, in real life that is exactly how she is, not caring about anyone or anything. So to me, this was just another grand example of her stupidity and ignorance. I told her I would help her escape and hide, but it was too late. The man was there. There were lots of people around and then my friend jumped down from the hiding spot only to be immediately grabbed and dragged into the other room. Everyone started screaming and running and crying. I could hear her yelling in pain and my boyfriend and I went to help her and then I woke up. But not to real life, into another dream where I proceeded to tell my boyfriend about my awful dream of my friend being murdered.
He tells me to calm down and it was only a dream. Later on, we go to get something to eat and she’s there with a huge red scar across her neck, as though she had been strangled!! I freak out and leave, running into one of my closest friends from earlier. We left, and later I see my boyfriend again driving by, looking for me. The whole situation with my other friend (with the scar) has been completely forgotten, and then we return to the purse situation. The girl I’m with now is the one who originally had her purse almost stolen with mine. Now she tells me that the thief returned and stole it for reals this time. We decide to go searching for this purse and that’s pretty much it.
Also, I ate chocolate before bed, does that mean anything haha