So there’s someone I’d give anything and everything to see again, even though if you ask anyone else, including himself, he doesn’t deserve it. I keep wishing he wasn’t associated with certain people, and thinking maybe if he wasn’t he’d finally do what he should and make things right. Every time the phone rings I look at it wishing it was that fucker.

  About a week and a half ago I went to go to sleep, very tired from all the overtime I’ve been working and house projects I’ve been trying to do. As it was a weekend, I sat on the couch for some TV and a lazy nap. I shut out the light, turned on a small one down the hall, and left the TV on. Right before I dozed off I saw the dog, sitting next to what looked to be a puddle of water. It was near her water bowl, which is beside and around the corner from the TV table. She was looking at it, and then looking at me, and refused to come lay down. I got up to clean it up, and was surprised as fuck to see it was just a shadow. Anyhow, back to the couch I went for my nap.

  I went to sleep, and right before I woke up I dreamed that that person did indeed call me. I wasn’t sure if I should answer, but I ended up answering. All I remember from the conversation is him saying “do you think I like things being this way”?, and “it’s hard for me too”. He seemed sad but full of energy and very argumentative, which for him is pretty normal. Then the dream flipped to a scene where we were friends again, and he was laughing and spinning me around. Then we stopped spinning and I kissed his forehead.

Right after that dream I had a dream, the same night, where there was an orange lizard, and he was pretty big. He had some small red and black patches on him, but like ninety-percent of him was orange. He was floating downstream, away from me, but his body was facing me. His front legs were folded under him, like a dog does. His head was held up erect, and he was just starting at me, his black eyes never blinking. Oh, and the stream he was floating down was shaped exactly like the shadow I saw before I went to sleep that I had thought was a puddle of water. He was a monitoring spirit, obviously. Satan is sneaky as fuck lately.

  I woke up and of course I was happy at the first dream and leary of the lizard. I rebuked the first dream though just in case it was a familiar spirit trying to renew a covenant that’s been broken in my fasts, as I have been fasting to break the spirit of rejection as well as a few other things lately. Next I prayed to blind myself in the spirit realm to all monitoring spirits, as that’s common sense at the best of times, and just plain stupid not to after seeing one watch you.

  This happened about a week and a half ago. All week after it happened I thought about the phone call and spinning thing in the first dream. Then about a week after it happened I heard that he was forced, in the same way I was, to stop spending time with the morons that have been putting him down for years, and happen to be the same ones who contributed much to ruining our friendship. That’s NOT coincidence, especially after those dreams. There IS hope, and I shall keep praying on it, in Jesus’ name!