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I had that dream again. One where I’m trying to climb a set of ridiculously tall and steep stairs which were crowd congested like the Town Hall steps. It’s made more difficult by that fact that there are no handrails on the sides to lessen my fear of heights so I was semi-crawling. My parents are at the foot of the stairs but I’ve lost sight of them ages ago. When I’m almost at the top, a little boy about 6 years old decided that it was funny that I was afraid of heights and laughs at me. I just ignored him like I do all children, but he then attempts to push me off the side. He pushed me over and over - each time I was closer and closer to the edge, but I clung to the sandstone stairs as much as I could and screamed.
I was still screaming when I woke up.
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But the day is young, and there is much to do ...
I was still screaming when I woke up.
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But the day is young, and there is much to do ...