In Japan the first dream you have of the year (it might only count if it's one you have on New Year's Eve...) or your, hatsuyume is supposed to be really important. I can't remember what the superstition is exactly, but I rarely have dreams that I remember anyway so I've never thought much about it. I'm pretty sure everyone who reads this blog has already heard about my hatsuyume this year, and I'm not likely to forget it soon...but I feel like I should write it down anyway for some reason.

It was a short dream, one of those '5 seconds before you wake up' flashes. I was on a sort of pontoon boat in south Florida with a bunch of people, mostly girls who were younger than me. One of them, she was probably about 10 or 12, fell in the water. And was eaten immediately by an alligator. And I just kind of shrugged and thought, "Oh well, that one wasn't really important anyway." It gets fuzzy after that. A few more people may have been eaten, but I wasn't fazed by the deaths or the prospect of being eaten myself.

I know what this is. I know myself and I know what it means. And if your hatsuyume is meant to be prophetic about the year to come, this one was a VERY bad omen.

...誰かと笑ってる僕を殺したくなる...