A few nights ago, I had the most vivid, hyper-real dream. My father (who passed in 2020) was lying next to me, dead. I knew he was dead. Miraculously, he woke up, fully conscious, and we talked. The dream had such uncanny clarity that it felt more real than waking life. Only when a second setting suddenly appeared did I begin to question whether it was a dream at all. But even then, I wasn't sure. It felt that tangible.

This came right on the heels of the wmtp situation. There was a literal ghost in my apartment weeks prior. My cat normally unbothered by anything was terrified. She stopped eating for 36 hours straight. That's never happened before, not in three years.

There's a third one, but I can't give much detail about it. So I'm basically set.

I'm saying my goodbyes now. I don't know what will take me, maybe a stroke, maybe something slower. But it feels imminent. Life's been shit for a while, and I'm just not sure my system can take much more.

If anyone's feeling generous and wants to help fund an actual maid, I'd be grateful. If not, no worries, this may just be the end of the line.

Here's the theory I'm referring to. I'm honestly thrilled, I wanted to gtfo for so long. If I'm really going, god bless. Fuck this world.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rbnBe-vXGQM

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5774086&forum_id=2"#49264917)