Another Visit By Stephen
Another visit by Stephen
I dreamed I was in some kind of building compound, I'm thinking a school. There was a retarded girl wandering around and for some reason I was infuriated with her and didn't want her to see me, so I climbed into what appeared to be a cupboard or refrigerator, a small cramped dark place and held the door tight until I was convinced she was gone. Then I got out and went to another area, looked like an auditorium. Stephen King was in there. I had a book in my hand and I walked up to him like we knew each other and asked him if he'd like to see a picture I drew, it was in the book (I can't draw). He said sure and I showed it to him, he liked it and wanted to show me something in the book, he turned to the middle of the book and it was like black pages with white writing, and lines like blank diary pages. l I told him I didn't know who wrote the book and he turned to the front cover and it read Ron Aikmen (the correct author's name is Robert Aikmen). We talked about what a good author he was, this Ron person, and I woke up.
When I went back to sleep I had another weird dream, at one point I was pulling up to some place and there were disabled people protesting in front of this building, I was talking to this guy for a while outside after walking up a lot of stairs to get to the building's entrance, and eventually I have him a sponge bath, he was very hairy and complaining I was too rough, but I was doing it on purpose so he wouldn't get an erection. I finally finished and told him he was done and I woke up again.
I dreamed I was in some kind of building compound, I'm thinking a school. There was a retarded girl wandering around and for some reason I was infuriated with her and didn't want her to see me, so I climbed into what appeared to be a cupboard or refrigerator, a small cramped dark place and held the door tight until I was convinced she was gone. Then I got out and went to another area, looked like an auditorium. Stephen King was in there. I had a book in my hand and I walked up to him like we knew each other and asked him if he'd like to see a picture I drew, it was in the book (I can't draw). He said sure and I showed it to him, he liked it and wanted to show me something in the book, he turned to the middle of the book and it was like black pages with white writing, and lines like blank diary pages. l I told him I didn't know who wrote the book and he turned to the front cover and it read Ron Aikmen (the correct author's name is Robert Aikmen). We talked about what a good author he was, this Ron person, and I woke up.
When I went back to sleep I had another weird dream, at one point I was pulling up to some place and there were disabled people protesting in front of this building, I was talking to this guy for a while outside after walking up a lot of stairs to get to the building's entrance, and eventually I have him a sponge bath, he was very hairy and complaining I was too rough, but I was doing it on purpose so he wouldn't get an erection. I finally finished and told him he was done and I woke up again.
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