Free Writing December 11, 2006
I had this reoccurring dream as a child, it was a nightmare really. In the nightmare I was at the house in Greendale. On the floor of the house were giant glass milk bottles lined up in rows laying down. Each milk bottle had an alligator in it. I can only remember contemplating the scene; I don’t remember interacting with the bottles or the alligators. In this dream I was a small child and I believe I was a small child when I had these dreams. I do remember there being adults in the dream as well, my parents, my brother, perhaps my grandfather. All of these people were unconcerned about the situation and I felt the overwhelming burden of having to enlighten them.