I had a dream that I was dreaming that my soul left my body but it didn’t want to move on to the other side yet so it was trying desperately to wake myself up - but kept failing. Instead, my soul called my bf on a blackberry and started crying for help
Walking home at 730 pm in a pretty safe neighborhood, yet I still walked with a weapon in my hand and looked behind me at least 20 times. I’m sick and tired of doing this shit.