i had this dream that i died last night.
before i went to bed,
i wrote an entry and it completely fucked up.
i was pissed and just said fuck it.
i took a shower and climbed in bed.
knocked out immediately.
after a dream like that,
i woke up so calm.
let me try to remember everything about the dream…
i was sitting in my bathtub,
the water was clean and pure.
this golden retriever came in the bathroom.
i started playing with it.
it knew me because it was open to me touching it.
the dog started drinking the bath water at one point.
it suddenly ran out and shut the door.
i got out the tub,
and as i was drying myself off,
the roof looked like it was about to come down.
it was leaking and looked like it was holding in a lot of water.
suddenly it busted open and all this water came into the bathroom.
the bathroom door opened and the dog saw it.
he ran and got someone i was familiar with.
i couldn’t see their face,
but i knew them.
it was a woman.
some other people came i knew that i couldn’t recognize.
the woman told me to explain what happened to these people.
the dog was alerting all these random people throughout my house,
which for some odd reason,
happened to be an upstairs and downstairs.
i saw it running up the stairs with more people.
i was dead and sitting on top of my coffin.
i was listening to all the good things people said about me.
nicki minaj was also there and she spoke.
i wasn’t crying,
but everyone else was.
i remember saying to myself,
“its time to go and spy on all those cute wolves i liked when i was alive.”
still a fast ass in death.
the dream shifted and i was in my apartment.
it had an empty kind of feel.
there was no sunshine coming out my windows.
it felt different.
suddenly i heard a knock on my front door.
when i opened it,
i was in for a surprise.
and two other relatives who passed when i was younger walked in.
i hugged them and was so excited to see them.
i asked them, “so this is death?”
no one answered.
they just stared at me while we sat on my couch.
i felt this warm feeling.
then i woke up.
that dream felt so real.
there was a ton of symbols i will have to look up later.
i had to wonder if i did die 4real 4real.
something about it inspired me.
not to death part.
i didn’t feel sad.
i was my most happiest actually.
then the fact i saw everyone made it better.
i wonder what this all means?
should i be actually scared?