Diary of a hypochondriac

May 5, 2005 at 07:14 o\clock

Dreams

I dreamed that my jaw kept shutting without my desire. I was at work, but in Malaysia or some warm country. I had been attacked with a stun gun the previous night. Now, I sat with my colleagues but all of them were acting like my secretary, and the jaw kept grinding my front teeth into one another.

When I was a child I had a severe case of pneumonia and one night during the bout I dreamed that a swarm of been were chasing me and stinging me.

I believe dreams coincide with pain. Todays dream was a release of pain. Perhaps I can get better now. Or perhaps all the abuse to the body -- the parties, substances, and whatnot -- is catching up with me. There are small injuries that won't go away: hangnails, blisters, and muscular tightness.


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