The Impossible and Possible Dream

So I quit Domino's and got a new job working at BK in another town close by. They hired me in as an Assistant Manager right away without having any previous work experience in a fast food place. Good for me right? Yes. I'm excited about it. I make more money and get more hours, which completely works out for me. The people are ok too....which is always a good thing. What else is new? Hmmmm....nothing really.....it's tornado season....YAYYYYYY I want to see one SO BAD. The sirens went off in Orwell the other night. It was awesome....I was ready....but nothing happened :(

I had a crazy dream about my Grandma last night.....she died in a car accident, I was with her in the car in the passenger seat, the car flipped over and my grandma wasn't moving or breathing....even in my dream I didn't know how to do CPR correctly and I knew that but I tried anyways...I remember watching Baywatch (lol) when I was little and seeing them do it so I tried what I could remember, and it didn't work. I remember I just kept pounding her chest over and over saying grandma wake up, wake up grandma. It was horribly sad..Why do I still have dreams of her dying when she's already dead? It's puts me through the same situation over and over again.

The second dream I had was about my brother(he's my twin.) My brother has always acted younger and more immature than myself. So I know that he's immature and whatnot, but I just didn't expect him to start getting into the partying thing like I did. I thought that he would completely steer clear of it, but obviously that was unavoidable. Anyways, in my dream he looked crazy....he had to have been twenty something in my dream (which is funny because we're both 19 at the moment) anyways his hair was all greasy and messy, and he had tattoos (which he doesn't have now) and he was telling me about the drugs that he was into at the time. All I kept thinking in my dream was "man this is all my fault, if I wouldn't have done all those things when I was younger and acted like it wasn't bad, he wouldn't have been in this situation." He had this black case that he zipped open just to show me a bunch of syringes and this bottle. I asked him what it was and he tells me it's a veterinary drug and then I knew what it was right away...I just didn't want to hear it. He said "it's called Ketamine." I told him yeah I know what Ketamine is and that it's dangerous but he was all about it. Anyways....WHAT THE FUCK....weird ass dreams...hopefully that doesn't happen...well I must hop off of here now...I'm really cold and need to stay warm...they just turned our electric back on today...it's been off for a week now...