Seriously? I love having vivid, detailed dreams, but couldn't they be of lighter topics than the end of the world and my apt getting broken into while I'm home alone???
Friday or Saturday night, I can't remember now, I had the lava bomb dream again... I had it in the first trimester, and it scared the SHIT outta me. This time, there was no foot-deep ash on the ground... there was the HUGE boom overhead (imagine an M-80 going off), and then when we went outside, there was glowing ashes falling to the ground, hitting the house... and I was off to grab the hose again.
I also had the "fridge won't close" dream. My fridge is top & bottom, and both doors would NOT close, no matter how many times Gabe and I closed them. There was nothing propping them open; they closed easily... and then would just open again. Just barely. Not enough to turn on the light in the fridge... I nearly started screaming "get out of my house!" again.
Last night or this morning, I dreamed that my front door opened (I could see the light from the door opening), and that I heard voices - or WAS it a dream? It could very well have been people outside my bedroom window... well, then, I woke up to hearing a middle-aged man's voice say "I'll take care of it myself" ... WTF??? ...and I could see him (behind me-again, dream?) taking off a pair of black leather gloves. I turned over and there was nobody there... unwanted energy, perhaps? I don't know, but I was freaking out... I got instantly cold all over and broke out into a sweat - NOT a good feeling when all I'm trying to do is get some sleep so I can work today...
I already don't like the idea of being home alone at night while Gabe's working... I would just about rather go over to my parents' house to sleep - especially after that last dream. Fuck - if the apt gets broken into, we have renters' insurance to replace anything that gets stolen, but that doesn't cover feelings of security, which one should most definitely have at home. I've NEVER been robbed - and I want to keep it that way... my car got broken into last September (along with 40 others), but nothing was taken.
Gabe said he'd investigate the energies at home...and he said he did feel something, like dust, that it felt like a middle-aged man WAS in the apartment - or at least the energy of one - and that it was likely a mistake, that he'd popped in on the wrong person... definitely need to up my barriers again. I can't stand that scared feeling when I'm trying to sleep.
It doesn't help that when Gabe & Pat were cleaning up and throwing stuff out, they threw away the big Bose speakers that I'd been using as a barricade of sorts against the front door. It was a small measure of security for me...but that thing was HEAVY!!! *sigh*
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