Blood Suckers
What a bad hair day today. It is BLACK MONDAYY!! S.O.S, somebody please. I woke up with a dreadful nightmare clinging to the dark recesses of my mind. A freakish nightmare that curls my toes when I think about it, even now. Here’s how it goes, or the fragments of what I do recall of it.
Woman and man swimming in the swamps, yeah, think ‘The Swamp Thing’. Woman dragging herself out of the water, swaying like a donkey with PMS that is on the brink of a black out. Man is ahead, pulling a sampan (???!!). Woman screams and groans.
“Take it out! Take it out!”
Now, before you lapse into your corrupted thoughts, the woman was talking about… *drum rolls* : Leeches. Big, fat, juicy leeches the size of oranges.
Woman swoons, ready to faint because she doesn’t dare to touch the icky leech on her foot but wants it taken out anyway.
Man falls on his arse suddenly and with his fingers, pulls out a leech from his own foot, stretching it so much you could see through it. With a pop the leech comes out…no, flies out. Here’s the weird part. Unlike normal leeches that only stick onto the surface of the skin; this leech buries itself into the flesh. And holy cow, when it is disengaged from the body, it leaves a hole as huge as itself, that you could peek into and see your cartilages and bone and whatever it is you have under the skin and flesh.
Man, with some serious zest, throws the fat leech onto the hard ground, where it smashes into pulp like a juicy berry. Splat!!! And it echoes through the swamp.
Woman screams some more. She has leeches between her toes, at her left heel and right thigh. Man proceeds to help her de-leech. Woman stares into the holes in her body after leeches have been pulled out and screams endlessly.
And her screams turn into the alarm clock’s shrill ring at 715 on a Monday morning.
Suffice to say, the woman was me. Who the man was, go figure. I still can’t for the life of me find out what that bizarre dream means to tell me, if at all it means to tell me something.
Alas. But isn’t it fun to delve into my twisted subconscious mind once in a while? Haha.
May 22nd, 2006 at 8:33 pm
Gosh,what a piece.Jess n Alvin thinks that subconsciously,you know that someone is taking advantage of you (hence the bloodsucking leeches),but that you dare not dispose of this person or do not have the energy/guts to.I don’t know about the holes in the body though..sounds surreal and totally un-Eunice if you asked me haha.Oh, and if you had to be a swooning donkey with PMS,you’re a cute one. :p
May 22nd, 2006 at 9:06 pm
Wow,Jess is always filled to the brim with insights about…everything ahahha.Though this time,it does make sense.And already,I can make out who that person might be!But hey,you’re the one with the masters in psychology,you tell me! :)Supposingly, that mystery man who is aiding me is trying to help me get rid of this other person? HAH!Food for thoughts,eh?