Dream: I am bussing to a buy/sell place trying to sell some stuff like old shoes, and as the girl was tallying up, the number would drop after I got my hopes up for the money I would receive. The usual bus rides to unfamiliar places, then I am part of an investigation on both sides. First, I am a fly on the wall with the hunters, and they are discussing the possibility that the man of the homicidal hobo couple had no idea what was going on but that the woman was the killer, given forensic evidence. I become the man; I am dusting marijuana plants with some powder in a large greenhouse building. This fat, disgusting woman comes in, and out of the corner of my eye, I see her take something sharp, and out of nowhere, she stabs this guy with rage, and I am shocked. I look over at her, and she’s viciously sawing through his throat. I didn’t feel like I was dreaming. I was revolted and awoke with a fright. It was 4 am, even after knowing it was just a dream I was shaken and wasn’t eager to go back to sleep.
[[ALMOST A THIEF]]
