I had a horrible nightmare this morning. Was up at 440 waiting for daylight to rescue me. My confused brain still occasionally thinks the back of my nose smells like the wet-penny stench of too much of someone elses blood. I dreamed I watched a customer from the store get in an accident, the truck tore through an old barn and they ended up with a huge plate of glass in their neck. I couldnt get the rubberneckers to call 911, and my hands only slipped around ineffectively trying to stop the bleeding. They couldnt talk, but their eyes did. I stood alone in the dark crying, barefoot because I ran out of my shoes jumping a snowy fence line chasing the truck, watching lights strobe as people came and went. My hands were hot, but then freezing cold and caked. Horrible. Dream.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Dec 2014 13:53:18 +0000
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