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I just remembered
Aug. 4th, 2002 01:40 amwhat I wanted to post about...
My brain occasionally pays me small courtesies in exchange for the right to freely drown me in weirdness. One of these courtesies is that, when confronted with something Very Very Bad, it does not give me the nightmare straightaway. It waits some time before processing the evilness and sending it to me as my nighttime entertainment. You guys know I served in Manhattan on 11 and 12 September; I had no ill dreams for months afterwards. The only dream I had of the Towers was some time ago, when I dreamed I walked around a corner in New York and came to the place where they had been. Last night there was another one, sort of...
( Even less meaningful than the last dream. )
My brain occasionally pays me small courtesies in exchange for the right to freely drown me in weirdness. One of these courtesies is that, when confronted with something Very Very Bad, it does not give me the nightmare straightaway. It waits some time before processing the evilness and sending it to me as my nighttime entertainment. You guys know I served in Manhattan on 11 and 12 September; I had no ill dreams for months afterwards. The only dream I had of the Towers was some time ago, when I dreamed I walked around a corner in New York and came to the place where they had been. Last night there was another one, sort of...
( Even less meaningful than the last dream. )
