Hambil
I AM A GOLDEN GOD
Because wow did I just have the mother of all fights with him. "I'm walking out that door and when I do I will be gone forever and you will never, ever hear from me again." kind of fight.
Then it got kind of weird because I had nowhere to go. I had to try and find the number of my wife because we hadn't been living together (I guess because I was broke and staying with my parents until I got back on my feet and got a job so we could move back into together or something). But it had been long enough, and I hadn't called her at all, so that I'd lost the number.
My mom was worried because she said I couldn't work because I was sick (mentally) and I told her I would do it anyway, and I'd manage it just to spite him (my dad). I said it would be worth any price to never have to listen to his voice again.
I managed to get the number for my wife (my mom still had it) but I got her voice mail. So I headed out into the big old world to find a place to stay until I could get a hold of my wife but I didn't know where that would be because I had no friends or anything.
Oh, and I broke my phone. I had so much trouble dialing the number to call my wife (it kept entering the wrong number) that I half smashed it. Amazingly, after I half smashed it was when I managed to get the first call to work.
So then the dream ended and I woke up still super pissed off. Of course, my dads been dead for over a decade and we never fought like that, so... yeesh - what a dream.
Then it got kind of weird because I had nowhere to go. I had to try and find the number of my wife because we hadn't been living together (I guess because I was broke and staying with my parents until I got back on my feet and got a job so we could move back into together or something). But it had been long enough, and I hadn't called her at all, so that I'd lost the number.
My mom was worried because she said I couldn't work because I was sick (mentally) and I told her I would do it anyway, and I'd manage it just to spite him (my dad). I said it would be worth any price to never have to listen to his voice again.
I managed to get the number for my wife (my mom still had it) but I got her voice mail. So I headed out into the big old world to find a place to stay until I could get a hold of my wife but I didn't know where that would be because I had no friends or anything.
Oh, and I broke my phone. I had so much trouble dialing the number to call my wife (it kept entering the wrong number) that I half smashed it. Amazingly, after I half smashed it was when I managed to get the first call to work.
So then the dream ended and I woke up still super pissed off. Of course, my dads been dead for over a decade and we never fought like that, so... yeesh - what a dream.
