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I have decided to abandon this blog. Reasons being mostly because of the spam I keep getting and the fact that I spend more time updating myspace, its just easier to post to one place and since everyone can still read my blog at myspace I'm moving there forever... or at least until further notice... I will make this blog into a pdf file and post it on the my files page. For those who don't know, the myspace blog is here... CLICK HERE

Dream #15

Another dream about work. This place is gonna kill me...

So I’m working at the swing ride which is odd because its the first time I’ve been the one working the ride in my dreams (or nightmares rather). Anyway the tubes on the playground have been altered for some reason and there is now a tube that just drops off over the swings area. I spot a little girl peeking out the tube. I stary yelling to her 'dont jump, stop, don’t jump'. But shes too young to understand me. I can tell by her sudden ssmile that she has interpreted my hand waving as 'jump jump'. So of course she jumps and now my fingers crossed and I can’t seem to pull my hands apart. She hits the floor with a thud, no bounce what so ever. I finally pull my fingers apart and run to scoop her up. I run to the gate with her in my arms and there is this jamaican lady standing there. No one seems to have noticed or care that this baby just fell 2 stories, which only intensified my own emotions. I ask the jamaican woman if this is her baby and she tells me yes. By thi
s point I’m in tears and I’m telling her how sorry I am that this has happened. She tells me in her thick accent that she doesn’t want the baby. She says it was the babies fault that she jumped out of the tube and killed herself. I realize that the baby is not dead. Shes not even crying or anything. In fact she look more like she was waking up from a long nap. I tell the woman the baby is not dead and she still refuses to take the baby, so I adopt the baby and raise her as my own.