Dangers of the Early Morning (Day #04)

Lionel and I talked throughout the night. The last person I was able to do this with was my cousin when we didn't hate each other so much.

Lionel woke up at five to use the bathroom, which woke me up because he woke up. I wasn't able to go back to sleep because he didn't. I laid there blinking at the darkness of the room. I looked over at Lionel because I was curious about what he was thinking about. I couldn't see it. Well, I could but there were no colors. Furious swirl lines engulfed him. Mr. Grumps.

First thing that he said after he laid back down was, "One day I'm going to kill everybody".

Shuffling around the bed for ten or twenty minutes, I gave up. I checked Lionel's aura again. I still couldn't see, but heat was rising off of him. I kept staring. I kept trying. I'll eventually see it. To the right of where I was looking stood an alien. It was four feet in height, it's head peered over the blanket Lionel had on him. It's eyes took up the main portion of it's head, it's nose and mouth were very small. The neck was too thin to support it's large head and it's body was too tiny and slim, but it's neck was too thin for the body. I blinked at it thinking that it may just be something I made up with shadows in the dark. It got even more lucid as I focused my attention to it. I blinked at it some more. I told Lionel. I forgot what we did, but we really didn't do anything. I pulled the blanket over my head so I would stop looking at things. It'll go away.

It did.

Somehow this led to scary stories about reptilians and aliens.

Lionel eventually got up and relocated himself at his computter. I rolled over and tried to get some more sleep. I think his bed, shook me, shook my astral body, if I didn't get up I'm sure I would have been tossed out... Masochism... I did it again. I wanted to see how long I can hold myself in as it tried to shake me out. I remained longer than I thought, but I got up and gave up on sleeping. I'll sleep later.

Lionel and I glued ourselves to our computters. Later we walked to seven-eleven. He bought me a gallon of orange juice and a donut.

11:24AM It's too cold and wet to play outside so we once again glued ourselves to the computter screen.

12:00PM Lionel and I went to the park to meditate. It was windy, cold and slightly rainning. I think the regulars of Chicago would call this rain nothing. We went to go find his car so we could go meditate there instead. His car was nowhere to be found. I think we spent half an hour looking for it. We stood outside an apartment place across the street from his and meditated there using hands and chants. It was short, we activated the root, sacral and solar then we compressed the aura to a brillant white. The chakras felt like heavy balls in my body, when we got to the solar plexus, the ground started shaking and I thought there was an earthquake, but there are no earthquakes in Chicago. We worked on the aura by inhale, hold, compress and turned it white, exhale, repeat. My aura turned cloudy.

We got back sometime past one, his dad made organic spagetti. His dad told me about his Korean girlfriend and how he spent four days in Hong Kong.

1:29PM We're in Lionel's room and we can't find his phone. We think it's in his car and his grandfather probably took it.

Yup. So his grandfather did take his car and was laughing that he had Lionel's phone too.

4:46PM I am going to take a shower tomorrow morning when I wake up.

Lionel gave me half a small dosage of Kratom. It hit me hard on the first sip and the room moved in a fractal pattern. A rush, I was pretty happy with everything. Later, I was quiet, dull, lazy and depressed.

Later, I asked Lionel if I could have the full dose. He kept warning me about being addicted and how serious he was that he meant that he didn't want me to become addicted. I guess I didn't prove it that I wasn't. He made me promise, I didn't, because by then I lost meaning that what being addicted means so I'm not going to make a promise I don't fully understand. Then Lionel told me about people who walked around carrying a gallon of Kratom. I told Lionel I had an addictive personality. He said, "Shit... So do I." He continued to warn me about becomming addicted. It wasn't fair because I could become addicted to anything. He got up, he was going to make me one, he reached for my cup and I quickly told him I changed my mind. I didn't like the after-effects more than I liked the first effects. It wasn't worth it. He seemed suprised that I changed my mind. I didn't know if I should feel offended or not. I chose to feel nothing.

We went to bed early. Probably at seven or eight since we were running on four hours of sleep. Lionel gave me two of his books and showed me his paintings. I was really interested in it, but I'm not sure if it really showed. I was interested since I saw it in middle school. But since I was a girl, I was rejected from this realm.

The wind made the trees pound and the water pipes slammed. The trees smashed themselves against the apartment and windows. Branches broke off and slammed hard onto cars. This probably went on until 2AM when I fell asleep. I would slightly fall into sleep, and then "POUND!", the sound jolts me awake and woke Lionel because I jumped. This went on all night. This came to the point where I went in and out of sleep so many times I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to sleep tonight. The bed shook. I thought it was Lionel who did it the first few times, until I noticed the he wasn't moving. It wasn't me either because I was too scared of the storm to move. The bed shook hard. I asked Lionel if he was moving the bed, he no, and suspected me for moving the bed. The bed shook again and again. I curled into a tight ball. I thought I was going to shoot out. I didn't want to project. I didn't want things flying off the tables. I didn't want the bed to flip over. A dozen rumbles, slacks, pounds and slam later, I asked Lionel if I could move in really close. He didn't sound uneasy about it like how I thought he would. I inched forward until my curled up legs lightly lined his side. The moment I touched him I was instantly grounded.