- ~ This storm sounds intense, those faeries and the faerie king giving me a gift sounds quite nice.
Just woke up from a dream. Takes place entirely within my bedroom of a multi bedroom unit of an apartment up on a higher floor. It was storming out pretty bad and I got a sudden twinge of paranoia so instead of going to sleep I barricaded entrances into my room with literally everything except my bed stuff which I used to build a fort on my bed. The storm was getting worse and barricading 1 of 2 doors ended up breaking it so I had to redo all of it. The storm gets really fucking bad and is the most insane thunderstorm I’ve ever seen. From frustration I take a step back to reasses barricaded when suddenly some faeries appear saying they bring gifts from their king that hopefully will aid me. Then they disappeared. The gifts were in various intricately woven and bright coloured baskets. Can’t remember what the gifts were but I cleared them off the table. I was filled with desperation and paranoia trying to fix things. Aaron showed up at some point and starts organizing my stuff which I didn’t like but he said he didn’t care. I wasn’t too hellbent on it cause the state of myself. We talked a bit and I told him I’m losing my mind to paranoia. He says he fully understands and to just breathe through it. Can’t remember the rest.