A real nightmare
Last night I had the WORST nightmare.
No, it wasn't my usual "falling" dream where I have that roller-coaster feel on the pit of my stomach as I'm falling through space, and then I jolt awake just as I'm supposed to hit the ground... or in my case, the sharp rocks I am hurtling towards.
Anyway, this nightmare also didn't contain monsters, bogeymen or ghosts.
It was worse. MUCH worse.
I was out in a shopping mall in the States, and I ran into my ex boyfriend and his current girlfriend.
Apart from the fact that the witch was blonde (of course! Grrr...), I don't remember any exact details.
Except... and this is the truly nightmarish part...
I was enormously fat.
I woke up, relieved, until I looked at my body.
Time to acquaint myself with my new (well, second hand, but new to me) D*R*E*A*D*M*I*L*L.
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