Please do not tell me about it.

I had a dream last night that haunted me. Chris came up to Lub and I and admitted to murdering someone (I can’t remember who it was…maybe Melissa???). He thought he was cool, but he miscalculated our reaction. Lub and I were aghast. I immediately thought that I wasn’t going to jeopardize my family or risk going to jail by keeping that secret. Lub and I scurried away and attempted to get the cops to show up. Meanwhile, Chris was plotting to kill us before we could tell anyone.

It ended with Lub driving the getaway van with me in the passenger seat and Chris chasing us into the desert.

Dreams are weird and eerie sometimes. Why can’t I dream about unicorns or Princess Leia instead?

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