nightmare

Saddest Dream Ever.

Earthquake in Vatican city. I felt the strongest vibrations and then I saw an earthquake in Vatican City. I was in the Sistine Chapel as I looked up at the beautiful artwork of Michelangelo crumble to the floor. Forever lost and turning into dust, I cried out to Jesus and wept for the horrific loss of one of the greatest accomplishments by man of irreplaceable art .

Oh Lucy! Why, Why, Why?!

I have been questioning my surroundings with reality checks, looking at my hands, and counting my fingers over the last six or seven days. Would someone please tell me why did I freak out in my dream when I saw my fingers ???!!! In my dream, I just remember talking to someone and I looked down at my hands. You may ask, "What did she see?" CLAWS! Yes...claws folks. My fingers were red, fat, swollen, disfigured, pointy, creepy claws! In my dream I started freaking out so bad I started running to a fire station. Guess what Lucy, the creepy claws were not finished scaring the hell out of me yet. When I looked down at my hand again (yes, I looked at my hands twice and still didn't get lucid), my pinky finger had what looked like a big blister or boil 'hanging' from the tip of the claw (gross). A fireman laughed as he took my pinky in his hand (yes, this is another hand that I saw which now makes three), and 'popped' the boil/blister. It seems like every time I looked down at my hands, they grew even more creepier. I stood there so freaked out that I literally scared my ass awake ...Sigh. I still love you Lucy.

Side Note:
Lucy = Lucidity