Another bad
dream about my “stepfather” involving my mother and my sister. He had us
gathering neighbor’s garbage on a paper route, his idea of starting a thriving
private business. Ugly scrawny guy too. He was an invasive personality who
dominated our three lives. This was in my real father’s house, my original
home.
Next I was
living with another “father” at a new place; I forget how we found each other.
This situation was amusing because we spent about eight minutes kissing each
other good-bye before he went to work that day, out of sheer passion. It didn’t
even seem odd. Every glance into his eyes caused a meltdown. They were deep
blue/green. Both had black hair, but this one was attractive and the first one
wasn't.
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