And the scary trend is that I seem to keep getting murdered.
In the past, I've been shot, stabbed, stalked...you name it.
Last night...I was STRANGLED. And I FELT it in my sleep, which seems to be a recurring thing with these damn "murder" dreams. I wake up feeling the exact spot where I've been shot/stabbed/beaten.
And it's scary. Because it seems so damn real. Seems like my imagination is somehow getting the better of me.
Normally in my dreams it just seems to be some sort of random act of violence. I just happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Last night was a little different though. My father and sister were both in the dream, and it's almost as if I was distracting this killer from them or something. I find it hard to believe that I would be so selfless, but if put in the same situation in real life, I guess I have no idea what I would do. It would be nice to believe I would do the same thing...even nicer if somehow I actually LIVE through it!
Sigh. It made for a bit of a fractious morning with the whole waking up feeling like I couldn't breathe, what with the strangling sensation, but all is well.
For tomorrow...new book review!
Song of the day: "Exchanges Among Systems (Fancy Mike Remix)" Bomarr (seriously, download this song and blast in your car or home...always gets me pumped...kinda reminds me of RATATAT)
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