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i had a dream that frightened me so much, i woke up breathing hard in the dark.
in my dream i am walking down a long dry dirt road with not much in the distance but a fenced in house. nothing too special except for the message it contains inside.
i walk around the back, fingers dragging on the fence and see an old man sitting in a wheelchair with oxygen tubes in his nose to help him breathe. a lady comes up to him, a nurse and a struggle ensues. she wants to push his frail body down the ravine nearby and he is helpless and weak.
i run up to him to help as much as i can and the lady vanishes. he breathes deep, that woosh of air being sucked through his nose, to his lungs and he thanks me for saving him. he says that he doesn't know what would have happened. he says he is so weak and frail from smoking for years and years and that is why is breaths air from bottles now to stay alive. he said he wished he would have quit smoking if he would have only known the consequences. and i wake up.
then, i am smoking in the car the next day and when i flick the butt out the window, air defies me and the flaming cigarette goes down the back of my shirt and burns my back.
is someone trying to tell me something?
in my dream i am walking down a long dry dirt road with not much in the distance but a fenced in house. nothing too special except for the message it contains inside.
i walk around the back, fingers dragging on the fence and see an old man sitting in a wheelchair with oxygen tubes in his nose to help him breathe. a lady comes up to him, a nurse and a struggle ensues. she wants to push his frail body down the ravine nearby and he is helpless and weak.
i run up to him to help as much as i can and the lady vanishes. he breathes deep, that woosh of air being sucked through his nose, to his lungs and he thanks me for saving him. he says that he doesn't know what would have happened. he says he is so weak and frail from smoking for years and years and that is why is breaths air from bottles now to stay alive. he said he wished he would have quit smoking if he would have only known the consequences. and i wake up.
then, i am smoking in the car the next day and when i flick the butt out the window, air defies me and the flaming cigarette goes down the back of my shirt and burns my back.
is someone trying to tell me something?