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Not Exactly Nightmares
LJ is getting into my dreams. Last night I was writing a post that was somehow disturbingly wrong. It kept growing longer and longer but the wrongness wouldn't go away. Then I woke up and the anxiety was such that I got up and took a couple of pain-killers.
I don't get nightmares these days, but I don't seem to have pleasant dreams either. I'm always in some damn awkward situation or other. After I took the pain-killers my dreams became more vivid, but scarcely less scratchy. The one I remember had me arriving for a holiday in a country hotel only to find I was going to have to sleep on the floor in a dormitory with all these noisy, bratty kids....
I don't get nightmares these days, but I don't seem to have pleasant dreams either. I'm always in some damn awkward situation or other. After I took the pain-killers my dreams became more vivid, but scarcely less scratchy. The one I remember had me arriving for a holiday in a country hotel only to find I was going to have to sleep on the floor in a dormitory with all these noisy, bratty kids....
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