Bull Shit.

So since I was like 10 years old I have had this recurring nightmare about coming out of the grocery store and everyone starts screaming for me to get on the ground and curl up like a ball to protect myself.. I can never get down fast enough and before I know it I'm being flung into the air like a ragdoll by a bull that got loose that had charged at my stomach..

I have always believed this was some kind of internal conflict revolving around having red hair.. But lately the people Im with at the grocery store have changed.. In the dream I know Im with them, but I dont know who they are..

Hmmm.. My mind is a mystery to even me.. Particularly my subconcious.