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You know, that dream I mentioned before? The one in which I am suspended in a body of water with the air gradually being siphoned from my lungs? Presumably, I am drowning, but it is unclear. I cannot swim. I cannot move as shadows circle me. I know the shadows. I dread one and want to swim away from it.
Yeah, I had that dream again that night. At this point onward in the story, I have that dream every night. But I know how boring it can be to listen to other people’s dreams, especially if that dream is as unchanging as this one is. So instead of making you sit through that again and again and again, I’m just going to tell you right now to assume I was constantly having that dream. Assume it makes me sweaty. Assume it leaves me gasping for air every morning. Assume I am sleeping less than I should be.
Thank you.