lunagoddess

In a class feeling closed off like in highschool. My friend Molly (brunette and to my right) tells me I’m dreaming and I need to trust her. I don’t believe her. I can’t be dreaming. She keeps insisting. I tell her I can’t be dreaming because I’m…here…doing something…I can’t really remember. But I’m not dreaming. Then I wake up and realize I was dreaming. -_-

My friend has a pet tiger/lion. It sleeps in her bed and everything. She saved it from being injured in the wild. I want to get a picture of myself with it because we’re living together. I’m kinda scared of it. I have a little dog that is jealous.

D and I are moving to another town 20 minutes away. I have to tell my family I’m not coming back. It feel like a big deal. I’m trying to get rid of some of my food. I have a costco bag of romaine that nobody wants. I open up a jar of herbs and flies and gnats come out at me. Gross. I set the jar aside to return to the store for my money back.

Ohio family playing bocce ball on apartment roofs. Jeremy’s new gf is prettier than his last ones but she still looks like a druggie. She is protective of her neighbor’s clunker car that they’re borrowing.

Mom is looking for a new house bc she’s pregnant. We look at one and it’s a standard 4 bedroom. We look at another and it’s an 8 bedroom. I want it. It’s a little outdated but it’s big, probably expensive. There’s a sink and countertop in the living room. And a cool room for my stepdad to sleep in when mom is up with the baby. In that area there are three rooms within one room. I plan to use the other rooms as my office and gym, but I'm not sure how my sister and I will share.

Graduated but still in nursing school. I have to take care of a guy on enhanced isolation. He’s a little annoyed but I plead with him and tell him I’m learning so much. A lot of people crowd into my room, even Mo. I tell him I tested his lat strength earlier by myself on a lat machine. Mo tells me they have to do that at home. I knew but forgot. People start talking story with each other and I can’t remember what I was supposed to do with him. I'm looking through a notebook full of dates and then remember I had a list in my pocket. I pull it out and it's incomplete anyways. Someone shouts “quiet!” and we get scolded for not doing our job and wasting our patient’s time. A baby says something moving about just wanting to love her mom so much it will make her cry (I think her mom is Jen P.) and it makes everyone “aw” and some people cry. Everyone leaves.