Sunday, February 12, 2012

TIRED...

Dreamed that I couldn't get a wink of sleep all night, and drooled all over the pillow. When I went to the bathroom to wash my face, I could hardly see. My eyes hung in droopy folds of pus and eroding tissue, swirling and with the scent of sour milk. I poked one, and it felt like a soggy sponge. I leaped back in bed, resolving to sleep better.

When I woke for real, the first thing I did was run to the bathroom. My eyes looked perfectly normal, if a bit peaky around the edges...

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