📖 easter vacation

i finally have some time off work, after some long months of being understaffed and overworked. my back still hurts a bit after straining it last weekend, but at least some proper rest and sleep has gotten me back to having some whack ass dreams. i know people hate hearing about dreams lol so i wont write em, i just need to remind myself. in one i was on another planet in some dystopian world where we all were housed in like some dorm. we used old credit cards as currency. like, just credit cards from "way back when" as currency. and there was no way of knowing how much was on them (idk man...logic. apparently accounts were active lmfao) but you always grabbed cards you came across, just incase. i had a fuck ton. anyway what happens next isn't important for anyone else. just thought the concept was kinda interesting. like i probably had 30+ credit cards i was carrying around. and they'd have like 1 cent here,1 buck here etc.

tonight i dreamt i was an alien (what the fuck is this theme lately) and i was living with some random man who had taken me in. shit went south real fast when people realized i was an alien and apparently, they could use like a sonogram or some shit to...view memories/traumatic events through my gut? the logic being the "gut-brain connection" etc. there was a whole fucking thing going on in this dream but the last part was just so messed up. apparently they had been doing some testing, and they had given me false memories of watching another alien being safely tested on with no harm done. but then they gave me a sonogram/ultrasound (idk) and the HD 4k video (lol) they showed me on screen, coming from my gut/brain, was the actual trauma i had repressed, where the truth was that this alien had been beat half to death and decapitated really crudely. seeing that video made me go absolutely ballistic and somehow i got hold of a gun and started blasting away at them before i woke up. hehehehehe i said i wouldnt talk about the whole dream but oops. whatever, dont like, dont read as we used to say. either way, that was just like the last few minutes. there was loads of like really trope-y cringy self-coddling shit before that i dont wanna get into hehehehhehe fatherless behaviour. that being said, i'm wearing a wool sweater my father got in the 90s and fucking hated and never wore, lmao. its lovely. imma send him a pic of  me wearing it.

anyway, fatherless behaviour hours.