I feel mostly just fine. But then I move, and I remember that I can't breath, so I start to cough, so then I remember that my entire torso aches from coughing so much. So really, good, as long as I don't move too much.
I hate it when dreams aren't fantastic escapes from reality so much as anxieties and perhaps ugly truths all a-dance in one's head. WTF, subconscious? Can't we get a little rest? Yeesh.
Road trips and walking trips are a recurring theme in my dreams. Actually, one of the images that concerns me most about this particular dream is that I didn't know who was in the driver seat (seating placement in car dreams is very important; for me not to know who is driving but I am seated in the back means I don't feel in control, don't know who is in control, and am feeling generally helpless, which isn't really suprising in my situation).
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At least your sickly self has an excuse to have bad dreams. My head is just being a jerk.
How are you feeling, btw?
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I'm bored, and people aren't getting the stuff I need to me as quickly as they should so I can get my job done.
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Thinking good thoughts for you...
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Anyhow, sending good thoughts your way :/
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I appreciate your good vibes!
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