I was just reading a blog that brought back some bad memories. A couple of years ago I had a terrifying dream. It was one of those dreams that stays with you. After that dream, I was always looking around and feeling paranoid. I knew it was dumb to feel that way about a dream but, it really was one of those dreams that struck a cord with me. It stayed with me for a while
I dreamt someone had broken in to my apartment and was sneaking around while I was sleeping. A noise woke me up. I jumped up just as he was launching for me. I was running around my apartment trying to get away from this guy who was trying to kidnap me and do who-knows-what. I was terrified, crying, screaming and trying to get away from...Gary Coleman. Seriously, it scared the shit out of me. I have nothing against Gary Coleman but I had a serious problem even looking at him for a while. It still brings up a little anxiety. I can't even explain it, it was just one of those dreams that made me feel fearful. I can laugh a now, but it was really a pain in the arse to try to explain to someone about your scary Gary Coleman dream while they laugh at you. Jerks.