this could all be so true

i was inside of an asian country, outside of the doors of an indoor mall. i was running from the government a lot like in The Ruins except it was the government and not a group of ancient cultured people. i got away but they locked me inside of a quarantined barbed wire electrocution fence and my friend was ahead of me running but got out. when the people weren't looking, i got away and ran out and kept running out of the mall and ended up inside of an old, abandoned classroom where there was one teacher and two students. the teacher became very angry at me and didn't speak english. the government came inside and asked the teacher in a broken foreign language about me. i pretended to be another student and somehow that worked. the government left, i ran as far as a could and was a complete mess when i awoke.

everytime i wake from these nightmares, i want to cry.
generally, it isn't from the fact i just had a horrifying reality check,
but because my grandmother is dead and i used to call her and ask her what my dreams meant.
she was a dream analyst and one of the best.
i will always remember her for that, the fact that she used to give me her clothes like a best friend, she ate a lot of canned food, she shaved her eyebrows completely off of her face when she was 19 and they never grew back, and she could talk for hours and hours without anyone listening. she was a real 'looker' according to various men, and she had a different story every single time i walked inside of her apartment. she wasn't crazy and she liked gone with the wind. a whole. lot.

i've decided to start analyzing my past to figure out why i am the way i am today.
next blog entry on this topic: my uncle.