Nebulus

Had a nightmare again. This time I was in an old house, victorian with old style lamps. Cold and creepy.
The lights went off and I was left alone, my daughter went out.
I could make out stairsdown in the half light but didnt want to go down as I knew there was a big ol monster down there.
So I sat and are cakes, even though they were making me feel sick, to take my mind off the fear.

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When i'm depressed I over eat. So that figures.

D1 - On a very earthy and mountainous island. Talking to a guy about how he built a settlement their. Their living quarters hang down in buttresses on the mountsides, cool.
A Heron is flying past when a monsterous bird swoops in and grabs it in its mouth and flys past my gob smacked face.
There are scarey monsters here! A wasp the size of a truck floats infront of us, the guy is totally unfazed.
It is horribly translucent with purple markings like veins, ick. I ask him how the hell do you get away from something like that.
He does not answer, I scramble under some undergrowth but the beating wings just blow it away.
We head for his landrover, a monster bird flys along side us. He shows me how if he does not have bars on the window, it can easily dent the door or smash the meshed window Oo. The bird whacks the door, and knocks some paint off the inside of the door, leaving a rusted chunck.
He puts the bars back on and floors the accelerator, leaving the bird behind. We go along a road to an aircraft hanger.

D2 - Manager at work comes into a large empty hall. They delitberaty kick over a bowl as they are in a fowl temper. They start complaining and berating the staff their, the cleaner and cook.
A tray near me is knocked and taps me as I lay on a bench covered in a sheet. I pretend to be angry and start complaining about how rude the manager is, building up to shouting at them. I follow them into a corridor, still shouting at them.
when they get into a room, I am shouting in their face, they don't respond just look pale and afraid.
I am very angry by now and start to strangle them. This seems like not the best idea and I go off and get a syringe. I filled it with some kind of traquilizer or poison and inject them with it. I then go off to get something to tape over their mouth. They collapse.
I then start to think about where to put the body, which wood to bury them in that would not be frequented often.
Many dilemas overcome me as I realise I am not dressed to go out and need to decide which trousers and top to wear from a large pile.
One pair is a horrible garish browny green with sparkly bits Oo

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I felt strange this morning after the dream and feel different about manager at work
I feel I have realsed a little tension.