I woke up the other day and notice my comforter was flipped around. It has a tag and I always keep that side of the comforter on the foot of the bed. But it was by my head. Odd. But tonight I remembered the dream I had the other day. I had a samurai sword and was in a battle of some sort. Someone was trying to crawl away through a vent above me. I jabbed him in his legs. The weird thing is I remember planning where to stab him. It had to be in the femoral artery (or was it the vein?). That way, he’ll slowly bleed out.
On a more normal update, there’s a cute Asian baby boy that lives on my floor! His nanny had him out on the hallway and I saw him when I was taking stuff to the recycling room. He’s probably a year and a half. I waved at him as I walked by and he smiled and waved back. I held out my hand and he grabbed one of my fingers. I told him “you’re so cute!”. After some prompting from his nanny, he said “thank you.” and smiled. Oh my – this kid will look like some kpop star when he grows up. When I walked back to my unit, he said “see you later” (after being prompted by the nanny).
Anyways, I’m not really a psycho. So does anyone want to hang out with me? I stab people in my sleep and try to pick up boys that are way too young for me.