dream

dream

i was in detroit for a funeral. the person who died switched between my dad, grandma and grandpa. the family was all at this strange highrise building where the viewing was i guess, and then we went outside to wait for our ride to the next place for the rest of the funeral. when it got there, there wasn’t enough room for everyone so i had to take a different car, with 2 other people. we’re driving through detroit and pretty much everything is pretty and abandoned. we drove past this red brick structure that i guess was a church, with one whole wall missing. so i get my phone to txt david and ask about it, but i keep getting distracted. then david is the person driving the car and it’s like a tour of ruins. we get near by this 2nd funeral place i guess, and get out of the car, and his mom is with us. she’s really short and small. we’re near this other ruined place, and he wants to go in just so i can see it real quickly. i don’t have a camera or anything. so the 3 of us go in, and this first floor is super rotted and dangerous, and he’s trying to get around to the other side of a big hole to the staircase. me and his mom don’t know if we should or not, i have to go to a funeral for gods sake. but we do, and we get to the stairs and go up. the rest of this place is in pristine shape, plush carpets on the stairs and everything. and lots of windows. there are people sitting on the front porch of this place which is right in front of the stairs and all the windows. we’re like crap they’re going to see us. and this is a problem because i guess it’s a big big deal if you’re caught in this building. but we continue and these people do see us – they are little kids i think, and they’re like “look there are people inside”. we’re like oh crap. david keeps going though, and his mom turns around to go back. i decide to go back to, so i start going down. and all kinds of people can see we’re in there now. we get back down to the destroyed first floor, and his mom gets out and says there’s no one there, so i leave too. then at the end of the alley that we have to walk out, all these cop cars are parked with their lights on. oh crap. i try to act like no big thing and walk toward them. but i see them handcuffing his mom. oh crap. so then i start crying and i’m like, you can’t arrest me i have to go to my dad/gma/gpa’s funeral. and the cops don’t care, and they’re going to arrest me anyway. more and more crying and begging. then i guess we jump to me having missed the funeral. i’m back at this hotel type place that we’re staying at and am still crying cuz i know my mom is going to be mad because i missed the funeral, cuz i missed my last relatives funeral too for some reason. i eventually find her and make up a story about why i missed the funeral and she wasn’t mad. then jump to some party we’re having with various relatives really drunk, and these black girls who are apparently my cousins, who are in love with some guy who is there.

yeah i dunno. haha. no exploring today. feels like -4 out, not leaving the house today. so i *should* finally do the dishes and clean and put my xmas gifts away…

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