Time for Another

Dreams, why do we have them? I have a few ideas to solve this question. First, we have dreams to show us a vivid depiction of fears. Have you ever had a dream where you wake up in sweats and panic? I have. Second, learn how our subconscious thought mechanisms develop into how we act each and every day. And finally, show us our true feelings about something.

I recently had another "strange" dream. From what I could extract from the surroundings, I lived in a apartment at the top of somekind of building. There was another apartment directly across from mine with a walkway in between. One night an "intruder" came and tried to steal my stuff. He was throwing my stuff off the roof. I was scared and was watching him from the roof across the walkway. Oh, there was a ladder up the side of the building to my place too. So this guy is really mean it seems. A real tough guy. We both are yelling at each other but I'm too scared to go over to him. So I get the timbits to yell while i'm holding onto a baseball bat. He yells back and grabs a bat for himself. So he is coming to get me. My dream then splits to the intruder bobbling on the roof ledge. He falls something like 50 feet to the walkway below. So surely something is broken if he isn't dead. I remember distinctly feeling in my mind "YES, he's dead, I showed him". But then my dream keeps going and guess what it is showing me...I am pushing him in a wheelchair to the hospital and the intruder is looking at me with a weird smile on his face.

I drew exactly what I was watching the next night so I would remember the dream and be able to show everyone. Anyone have interpretations? Sorry for the lack of mystery girls in this one.
Next, the thing that frustrates me the most about work right now is the constant talk of sex. It isn't exactly wholesome. Everybody wants some and no one is in a good mood unless they get some. The jamaicans are ALWAYS talking female anatomy parts in unflattering ways and some days I just can't stand it so I go and work alone. Then they ask what my problem is and I just say I'm tired and to let me work by myself. They are always telling me that they are coming into town and we are all going to get some..... Pray hard that I don't do anything stupid this summer. These guys are constantly asking me to do stuff for them. But if I give them an inch they will take a mile. And NO isn't good enough for them. They don't ask, they say it in a statement that sounds matter of fact so my mind is telling me I have to do it. Me being the new guy on the farm, and as far as I can tell the only Christian, although there is a Jehova's Witness but he doesn't really interact with many people regularly, it is very difficult to just do my job and go home. AND THAT'S ALL I WANT.

I think I can make it at least another day before killling myself or beating the living shat out of one of the many who thinks they can win in a fight against me.

Anyway, go in peace and do what your heart tells you,

Brother Buck