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Fermius Firefly

A Dream Log, whenever I remember the dreams I've had.

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Location: San Marcos, United States

Fermius is a pen name drawn from a series of short fiction I wrote when I published the small press magazine Stellanova (on paper.) I play RPG games to escape from my daily grind as a technology wage slave for the state of California. I eat out a lot in order to do my part in supporting our increasingly service level economy. I am butler to 2 feline masters. If you ask them they will tell you I'm not very good at it, late with dinner, don't have enough hands with brushes in them, and sometimes I even lock them out of their office.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Home Invasion Nightmare

        Last night was a night for nightmares. The one I remember involved a pair of ski mask wearing robbers breaking in. N was propped up in bed from her surgery and I had just stepped out of the shower. Things got violent. Apparently robbers dont expect naked people to fight back.

        This dream was very much the exception to my normal guns dont work for me theme. I handed the robber Ns jewelry box to distract him from her calling 911. I was able to grab the robbers gun hand and force him to shoot himself several times until he let go of the gun. Lots of details in this dream, such as, I noticed that robber was left-handed. I was then able to force the other robber to surrender, even though I really just wanted to shoot him, I didnt think I would be able to get away with that. N was all ready on the phone with the Sheriff’s department. (And I was pretty sure they could hear everything.)

        This was also one of those highly detailed dreams where I could feel the air moving across me, my wet hair hitting my back and shoulders, and I could smell the robbers body odor despite his antiperspirant. I could feel the weight and texture of Ns jewelry box, (I had tipped it before handing it to the robber so it was off balance, which is how I was able to distract him enough to grab his gun hand.)

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