Chasing reality

Date: 9/20/2018

Last nights dream was horrible. It was my abusers all chasing me all night long. My family was all pissed at me. My sister diana stole one of my art photo collages that I made and had an expensive frame and donated it to my highschool and I was so fucking pissed. Then I told my family what had happened to me as a kid and why the piece I made was so important to me and they helped me to try to get it back. I saw some old friends and they were not happy to see me. I was apologizing for something. I was trying to hang out with them and Janice said james you were only cool three times. And that crushed me for some reason. My brother was trying to get his hands on my artwork as well to put in a friends Resturant where he worked and I was like fuck no what are you thinking. There was an old man on a bike who was homeless trying to talk to me about how he gets by on little to no food. I had a leg injury and was in one of those sit low bikes and I went cruising into my driveway and crashed and hurt my leg more. I remember being at the skatepark in montauk and walking towards town and going into the pizza place and all these African American guys were there trying to rob me. Friends of my sister. A lot more happened like totaling a guys new Dodge Durango on purpose but I can’t remember the circumstances.