To Sleep... Perchance To Dream...
Author: Shiloh


didn't get up until after 1300 today - last night was sicker than hell, then twisted ankle and it hurt like hell, finally fell asleep around 0300.... then the dreams began, and in all of them I was either dying or dead. Quite peaceful, really. Not frightening at all. I was relaxed, away from everything that bothered me, and I was aware of it all.... really a neat kind of dream. Got up for a potty run and went right back to that dream, and it was wonderful. I didn't want to get up. I wanted to stay in that dream. In the dream I knew it was only a dream, and kept telling myself that, but I also didn't want to leave the dream and fully wake and get up and be away from that dream. That dream was a nice place. But I finally did get up, and the dream is gone, but I have the memories of it.


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