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I keep having these recurring dreams in which some person or being (myself, I think) picks me up by my feet and swings me like a baseball bat, smashing my head into a nearby hard grey surface (pavement? cement block wall?) at which point everything simply shatters into a billion wet fragments.
I'm not sure at what point I went from having hideously violent dreams about other people to having hideously violent dreams about myself. I suppose at some point I must have decided that I couldn't blame Jeremy anymore for the misery of my life.
Still, it sure seems like a lot of things went bad in 2003, and I really haven't been all right since then.
I'm not sure at what point I went from having hideously violent dreams about other people to having hideously violent dreams about myself. I suppose at some point I must have decided that I couldn't blame Jeremy anymore for the misery of my life.
Still, it sure seems like a lot of things went bad in 2003, and I really haven't been all right since then.