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Ghost Writer
2016-03-28 10:39:54 (UTC)

Napping A Lot.

Had another unintentional nap this afternoon. Maybe I'm meant to be experiencing these kind of naps instead of making myself take a nap.

The only trouble is the dreams : nap dreams not so good I'm afraid.
This one had that bitch of a sister in it near the end of the dream so it was the first thing I remember waking up.
It had something to do with my grandchildren and myself. It involved making plans around something she was enrolling them in and I had to be there and there was a condition about them being fed their meals. End of dream.

She has made charts for them and she uses food as a play for power and a reward for doing what they're told coupled with the belief that they must earn their food.
She is one sick bitch this sister, though she is not alone : her and her siblings are all sick fuckers.
They've made their spouses and partners sick too. Too fucked up for words. Why waste my beautiful writing skills on writing about them anymore? I'll just save it for my book.

Text the little ones goodnight. I miss them dearly. My routines just aren't the same without them. Miss lots of things about them. Very much.
Gramma loves you little ones. Goodnight. May God's Angel watch o'er your beautiful heads night and day.




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