||[Aug. 18th, 2006|10:58 am]
A few nights ago I did something in a dream I did not even know my subconscious mind was capable of... I killed someone. The dream-person I killed was based on a client I have at work. This is a client I really like. She is smart and reasonable and has a sense of humor, so I can't believe that I have any hidden compulsion to do away with her.|
After I killed her (I strangled her, and it was quite vivid), I somehow chopped up the body and fit it into a small FedEx box (this part I don't remember), which I intended to hide. I told my boss that I had killed the client and she actually seemed OK with it. She made a joke about the client being a "bitch anyway". (Although, again, in real life this client is very likable). I had to figure out what to do with the incriminating FedEx box as I realized the police had already started an investigation and they were bound to find it. The last part of my dream was a panicky search for somewhere to dispose of it, and the realization that there was not anywhere it would not be found.
I woke up to the most intense post-dream relief I've had in a long time. I didn't kill anyone, there's no body to dispose of. And then I thought of about a dozen places I could get rid of the evidence if I had to. I am left wondering what my subconcious is really trying to kill and hide...