I remember for a long time, 1st Ginny Kopf said suggested she was having a baby and it was because of a sequence of events of something I did annoying, or wrong. We were like on a running belt. I wasn't mad, in particular, but I was very generally just upset at the turn of events. I probably was being quite bad. I think she had me hit my forehead, where I really hit it doing a sumersault. I came to but was a bit knocked out in my head, so she picked me up, felt much older and bigger than me. It felt really good, just realized, and I was pretty comfortable. It was a long time. She noticed I had my legs folded up with pressure around her body in the air, so it was right when I put them down. So, she was making me feel good. I don't remember all the dynamics, but you can imagine.
After that, I was in my grandma's house with my older aunt and little brother. We watched a movie I forget or watched something short else before that wasn't exactly a public show. I was recording my brother and mainly me watching. I dug in my backpack and realized I could charge the camera on the computer in the morning, like when my brother was on it. I went to the bathroom, like there were 3 bathrooms in a made-up maze. I went, but I realized 2 red lights outside might be a wolf, last night heard a noise, not sure what it was, maybe a click and hiss, and saw like a light twice coming up from a level of where my head was. It was like green. There is a little green blinking light in that area. So, I went out of the bathroom, people glad there would be my poo, pee, and toilet paper in it to prove I got out, and I never saw the wolf come but I made it inside, feeling I guess a bit paralyzed and irritated, you know sick like I am now. So, I got in and went to the bathroom somewhere else, was in line, but I found I was gonna play an oboe. I played pressing the keys, noticed my ring finger was up. I think it was Ginny teaching, but I came up and realized it was an old, fat man. I was doing "I Love the Mountains." I never played it. The person, obviously, well on the way I was anticipating that I was new, saw a girl with like a small, plastic bassoon, which is like a clarinet|oboe shaped like a horn, and it turned out I was "talented," or I could feel music. They were just a ring master and enjoying the beat, but it came out like it was a program, like a little blast or sorta band of noise, you know? I think I learned that in choir and liked the music I heard when I was little and as a baby watched MTV and my naked dad.
So, Ginny was looking down at me, and I had to stay with her because my head hurt. I woke up feeling good, with a blanket against my butt and back. I tried to put on my slipper standing on 1 foot but was dizzy and couldn't do it. I have fluffy boot slippers. I'm still dizzy and holding myself in place.
After that, I was in my grandma's house with my older aunt and little brother. We watched a movie I forget or watched something short else before that wasn't exactly a public show. I was recording my brother and mainly me watching. I dug in my backpack and realized I could charge the camera on the computer in the morning, like when my brother was on it. I went to the bathroom, like there were 3 bathrooms in a made-up maze. I went, but I realized 2 red lights outside might be a wolf, last night heard a noise, not sure what it was, maybe a click and hiss, and saw like a light twice coming up from a level of where my head was. It was like green. There is a little green blinking light in that area. So, I went out of the bathroom, people glad there would be my poo, pee, and toilet paper in it to prove I got out, and I never saw the wolf come but I made it inside, feeling I guess a bit paralyzed and irritated, you know sick like I am now. So, I got in and went to the bathroom somewhere else, was in line, but I found I was gonna play an oboe. I played pressing the keys, noticed my ring finger was up. I think it was Ginny teaching, but I came up and realized it was an old, fat man. I was doing "I Love the Mountains." I never played it. The person, obviously, well on the way I was anticipating that I was new, saw a girl with like a small, plastic bassoon, which is like a clarinet|oboe shaped like a horn, and it turned out I was "talented," or I could feel music. They were just a ring master and enjoying the beat, but it came out like it was a program, like a little blast or sorta band of noise, you know? I think I learned that in choir and liked the music I heard when I was little and as a baby watched MTV and my naked dad.
So, Ginny was looking down at me, and I had to stay with her because my head hurt. I woke up feeling good, with a blanket against my butt and back. I tried to put on my slipper standing on 1 foot but was dizzy and couldn't do it. I have fluffy boot slippers. I'm still dizzy and holding myself in place.
