I was walking on this trail trying to get more active, it was one that i've been on before. It was late winter, there were brown and dead leaves all over the ground. I had walked 200,000 steps, I went to tell my mom & grandma at a restaurant they were eating at but they didn't believe me even though i showed them my watch. I left the restaurant with a guy I considered my boyfriend, we were heading to target. he got a cart and we went to the cleaning isle, we passed the pink stuff and i asked him if he had heard of that product? he told me yes then i told him me too but i have no interest in trying it. we had made it to the scrub daddy area, he was reaching for something but couldn't reach it, some reason i told him i'd try to get it. mind you he was 6'2-6'5, and i was a staggering 5'3.
After trying to get it and failing, i seen my grandma and mom walk into the store. I some reason needed to get away from them, i ran outside of the isle to try to find an exit, but ran into my grandma. She started chasing after me, neither my mom or grandma liked that i had a boyfriend and was doing my own thing in life.
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Dream Journal #2
General FictionThe second part to my dream journal. Capturing the dreams I have caused by severe anxiety. Trigger warning; some dreams are graphic, traumatic or mature. *none of these are real life scenarios, these are all my real dreams*
