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Freaky dream morning
My dreams this morning were surreal. I think it's because I'm sick.
First, I suddenly realized that I was in a dream. But there wasn't much I could do about it.
Then I woke up. Started picking out my clothes to wear to work. Remembered that it was Friday, casual day, so I dug out a pair of jeans to wear. Suddenly I felt that there was a hair in my eye, so I walked over to the mirror to take a look.
I felt as if my eye were firmly shut - I could definitely feel it! - but in the mirror, it was about a third open and entirely black - the white and all, all perfectly black and very freaky-looking in an alien sort of way. A bunch of my eyelashes were stuck in it.
And then I woke up - for real, this time. That is, I think I did.
First, I suddenly realized that I was in a dream. But there wasn't much I could do about it.
Then I woke up. Started picking out my clothes to wear to work. Remembered that it was Friday, casual day, so I dug out a pair of jeans to wear. Suddenly I felt that there was a hair in my eye, so I walked over to the mirror to take a look.
I felt as if my eye were firmly shut - I could definitely feel it! - but in the mirror, it was about a third open and entirely black - the white and all, all perfectly black and very freaky-looking in an alien sort of way. A bunch of my eyelashes were stuck in it.
And then I woke up - for real, this time. That is, I think I did.
