Only recent thing. Probably full of competing drugs. I have terrible dreams about being heathy and happy, then the hammer falls, it becomes a nightmare, doctors, diagnosis etc, and I wake up a sweaty mess.
Sometimes I'm running, sometimes I'm being chased. Sometimes I wake up, lie there for a a moment and think, well thank The Lord, it was just a nightmare, then I move, and find oops no, not a dream.
Sometimes I'm running, sometimes I'm being chased. Sometimes I wake up, lie there for a a moment and think, well thank The Lord, it was just a nightmare, then I move, and find oops no, not a dream.
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