Today I was talking to my friend about grandbabies, but for some reason I kept calling them gramberries. I said it like four times.
Also, I had a dream the other night that I shot a guy in the head. He was chasing me around a supermarket parking lot trying to abduct me. We were shooting at each other, and we were both horrible shots, but I must not have been too horrible because I shot him in the head. Luckily the bullets from my gun were really small so it didn't kill him. He just fell to the ground writhing and yelling "You shot me in the head!" Oh, and his nose fell off. So I picked it up and was like "Do you want your nose back? Then I better not ever see you again!" And I smeared it on his face.
What is my subconscious mind trying to tell me???
Wow. That's really disturbing.
ReplyDeleteI dreamed about a week ago that a cute little sparrow landed on my finger. As I was admiring it, it sprouted crazy fangs and talons and started burrowing into my flesh...apparently that infected me, because later I grew tiger teeth about two feet long. I woke up literally spitting all over myself trying to get them out.