leftunspoken's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now I lay me down to....Hey As I was falling asleep last night saying my prayers in my head, I was startled, eyes-open-awake twice by someone saying my name loudly like a warning. You know...the way you say someone's name when they are about to walk into something they don't see. A male voice, an anxious one. Of course it wasn't a real someone. Just a voice in my head or barely-dream. But it startled me anyway. And I kept seeing a baseball bat when I closed my eyes. I hate that. It doesn't happen all that often, but often enough. It makes me wonder if they are messages of some kind. Or maybe just random thoughts from my subconscious. But what a baseball bat would be doing in my subconscious I don't know. At least it wasn't a voice I recognized. It used to be my father's a lot of the time. Which was strange because the voice always uses my first name and my father has never, in my entire life, called me by my first name. Sometimes it was the voice of an ex-boyfriend that wanted to kill me. And my friends wonder why I don't sleep. 10:31 a.m. - April 23, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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