Dreams and Diet
Jun. 6th, 2019 07:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
smokingbootI feel stressed of course what with this stupid stomach thing and selling the house. But even by my usual standards, these dreams are vivid.
I dreamed I was with a woman with whom I have a complex relationship, some very good, some very bad. As we sat, I felt the need to blow my nose, and keep blowing. When I finished, I noticed that all the tissues were saturated in purple blood. Her irises had changed growing larger and darker as she watched me. I checked myself out in the mirror. I could see streaks and trails of where the purple blood had stained my philtrum, and a miniscule cut close to one nostril. It wasn't bleeding.
As I sit here with nothing but tea, my stomach rebels. It doesn't even like boiled rice with grated apple, which, apart from the very occasional banana, is all I'm eating. God, this is really getting in my way.
I dreamed I was with a woman with whom I have a complex relationship, some very good, some very bad. As we sat, I felt the need to blow my nose, and keep blowing. When I finished, I noticed that all the tissues were saturated in purple blood. Her irises had changed growing larger and darker as she watched me. I checked myself out in the mirror. I could see streaks and trails of where the purple blood had stained my philtrum, and a miniscule cut close to one nostril. It wasn't bleeding.
As I sit here with nothing but tea, my stomach rebels. It doesn't even like boiled rice with grated apple, which, apart from the very occasional banana, is all I'm eating. God, this is really getting in my way.
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