When I was a boy I used to have this dream frequently that I was being chased. For the last week, almost every night I have this dream where I am chasing someone. It goes on and on and I can feel every dig of my shoes, head down, eyes up, powering towards the victim as they flee in terror. So far, out of 6 victims, I only caught the fat lady. She almost got away, but hey it was a fat lady. I woke up as I had her on the ground with a full mount and could not tell if I was going to kill her, rape her, or both.
The only one I knew was whatshername, who I almost caught. I am certain I was going to dismember her when I caught her.
Today someone told me my daughter's BF had gotten rough with her. I made a phone call to a friend who helped me understand what I was telling him would have me be charged as Murder One and result in the electric chair. So I calmed down and did the best I could taking his suggestions...
I tool the little fucker out for ice cream with my daughter. I love ice cream. When I brought it up they both tried to crawl under the table as I explained with a big convincing smile where the shallow grave was and obviously I was aware that the body would need "prepped" in a certain way before burial. Both denied the situation.
Here is what I think after talking with them and being a very smart man and a sick motherfucker: I think they are too loud with each other, argue alot, way too jealous, and say shit to each other that makes each other cry. I think my daughter took one of these situations and embellished it. It had better be.
If I am correct, I may have runied the poor little fucker. He will probably give her her way in every disagreement now and she will probably tell him shit like "I'll call Dad..."
I feel better. Kinda.
Is my thinking normal? Do I seem OK to you guys?