I'm getting restless.
I was at the mall yesterday with my girl. We were on the second floor, buying some things, and decided to leave. We went down to the first floor, and bumped into some guy holding what looked like large black hair ties. He approached my girl and then quickly stretched one of the rubber band things over her head and pulled it down towards her neck, trying to choke her. The face he made was mad evil. She managed to pull down her chin so the strap didn't choke her, so he turned to me. I did the same, and realized I had to do something. So I shoved him. Man, I was angry. Who the hell was this guy? WTF? I threw a right at him, and got my left ready, stepped in, and punched that fool right in the face.
And then I woke up. Because my left fist hurt. Because I punched the wall in my sleep. I was a little scared to look at the clock, thinking it would be 3:00am or something, but I heard the clock ticking, so I looked up. 5 AM. That makes 2 bad dreams in as many days.
Someone unhooked the wires from my speakers. Took me a while to figure it out. At first, I figured it was the sound card... or my stereo... or the RCA cables... Somebody's not telling me something. Anti-confrontation?
2 miles. That's my goal for today. We'll see how much else gets done. It's hit and miss at this point. I gotta be more on point. I did wake up at 5:30 yesterday for work... but 10am today.
Something's gotta give.
I was at the mall yesterday with my girl. We were on the second floor, buying some things, and decided to leave. We went down to the first floor, and bumped into some guy holding what looked like large black hair ties. He approached my girl and then quickly stretched one of the rubber band things over her head and pulled it down towards her neck, trying to choke her. The face he made was mad evil. She managed to pull down her chin so the strap didn't choke her, so he turned to me. I did the same, and realized I had to do something. So I shoved him. Man, I was angry. Who the hell was this guy? WTF? I threw a right at him, and got my left ready, stepped in, and punched that fool right in the face.
And then I woke up. Because my left fist hurt. Because I punched the wall in my sleep. I was a little scared to look at the clock, thinking it would be 3:00am or something, but I heard the clock ticking, so I looked up. 5 AM. That makes 2 bad dreams in as many days.
Someone unhooked the wires from my speakers. Took me a while to figure it out. At first, I figured it was the sound card... or my stereo... or the RCA cables... Somebody's not telling me something. Anti-confrontation?
2 miles. That's my goal for today. We'll see how much else gets done. It's hit and miss at this point. I gotta be more on point. I did wake up at 5:30 yesterday for work... but 10am today.
Something's gotta give.
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