| Current mood: |  sleepy |
I woke up at about 5 AM today. I'd just been dreaming about a big building that had shattered windows. It was partially gutted so you could see inside of it, where there were worm-like things gently flailing and some kind of pinkness to the walls. The building pulsed softly against a dark and stormy sky; the whole neighborhood was in a state of brokenness and ruin. Dream-logic told me that the fleshy protrusions were villi and that the building was like a giant, convoluted intestine interior, digesting the souls of the people who worked there. It was as if an episode of the X-Files that I watched recently (Folie a Deux) merged with a ctiy-based roleplaying book I've been reading (Damnation City) into one hell of an image. Wonder if I'll ever be able to use it somehow, in some game or other...
On the brighter side, my cough is not as bad, my congestion is fading, my head is no longer feeling like it needs to depressurize, and I can taste a decent amount as my sense of smell is returning.
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