A life disturbed
...written on 2001-06-17, @ 2:38 p.m.
Tales of Kim's Life in Japan
Sun June 17, 2001
Ok, so I woke up at about 1:15 p.m.(Buddah, I LOVE MY NEW CURTAINS!) after hitting the hay around 6 a.m. I was just laying there dealing with the remnants of a disturbing dream. Not a nightmare, just disturbing.
I was at a small gathering of friends and family. I was in the front of a building and had gone to the middle of the street to talk to an olive skinned man with a very nice smile. I went back to the party and was crossing the yard, when I looked to the front and saw myself talking to the man again. I was stunned. It was living deja vu! The ramifications of seeing what was happening hit me and I fled to a car in the backyard and sat in the front seat crying.
I thought I was dead. How else could I see what I was seeing? I saw my friend Kathy in the backyard. She was talking to my dad and I called out to her. She turned towards my voice, but my dad didn't react. When she saw me, I saw her jump a little with concern. She came over and tried to calm me as I sobbed asking her to help bring me back.
That's what I get for blowing my circadian rhythm!
Six updates so far this weekend. Busy mind. There's another one (entry) in here somewhere. It keeps floating in and out of my memory and I keep meaning to write it down, but so far it has eluded me.
Time to make lunch. I am craving a strawberry coffee cake from the Epiciel bakery in the eki (train station).
Ah, I remember the potential entry now! Back in a few.