There was a plot and several subplots which if you ask me is rather weird.
Anyway, I got this letter from a stranger that told me he knew
everything about me, my address, my phone number, my major, my
relatives, my family. my weaknesses, my work schedule, my aunt Deirdre and her family,
why does she keep popping up in my dreams?. My likes, my dislikes.
Meanwhile a little kid from my old church received a similar letter, and I
went to the school where his parents were picking him up to see if I
could get a copy for the police. His father was seeing another woman
which he avidly displayed in front of his wife who was in tears (This is
the only part of dream I can relate to yesterday, because I read an
article about woman in polygamous marriages yesterday. ) I got back
home and my family was there and so was this guy who kept telling me I
should be more careful how I display my information on the Internet. All
this information was supposedly in the UMASS school directory which I have no
control over. He started stalking me, I called the police but he still kept
popping up. One night we were all sitting in a one room apartment that I
did not recognize, Frommy, Katie, Carolyn, Steve, Sara Pete, Mike,
My coupled friends , See the odd number here?
Shawn, my gay ex was outside, I wouldn't let him in, he was somewhat crazy. He
was an actor and he had made his first movie which he hooked up a
television screen in the window trying to get us to watch it. . I just know
gay boy was making out with some woman on screen. The movie had
less plot than my dream. I was cuddling with some kid from my french class
who was getting mad that my ex bf was outside the window in a sex
scene and mike was getting mad that I was cuddling with The french
class kid. I walked outside later that night so mike could drive me home
and the stalker was lying on the ground all sliced up and bloody, alive but
dying. Shawn had murdered him in cold blood.