yesterday i had been thinking "its all good news and recovery from here on out." what i had forgotten was the sneezing hadn't arrived yet.
so, in true "bursting your bubble" fashion, i awoke to a nightmarish half-dozen sneezes.
you're wondering why the hell this would be anything near a nightmare, especially considering i actually had a nightmare before waking (to be discussed later)?
if you've ever been in that stage of the flu when everything everywhere hurts no matter what and especially if something else moves a bit, then you certainly will remember how excrutiatingly painful it is to sneeze during this time.
it is the epitomey of stabbing yourself in the back of the throat multiple times with a half sharp, half dull fork while someone else (due to your lack of having enough hands) repeatedly slams giant cymbals closed against your ears and kicks you in the shins.
and the worst part is all of this is REAL and happening and you can feel it!
but i guess sleeping nightmares are like that too... at least for me.
mine was a bit perplexing and definately uncomfortable, physically and emotionally. unlike other nightmares? hmm...
i was with LOM, rollerskating in a parking lot in my home state of WA. it was so beautiful and bright and hot and sunny out - definately a hot august day outside of the city.
there were a few trails from the parking lot that went down to the river where people would go play in the water, innertube and such.
for some reason, LOM and i had unloaded a forest of plants and house trees at one edge of the parking lot, a couple of which were in giant vases and pots.
LOM was over in the middle of the parking lot looking at one of the city's giant potted plants, who the hell knows why, and i was rollerskating happily back and forth with few cares.
then i saw a park ranger.
*insert B Movie shrieking scream*
my mind began racing: what if they take the plants? what if we get a ticket? what if they think they are the city's plants and that we are stealing? omg, i have to tell LOM! can i get to her before the park ranger makes it over here? omg, omg, omg.
at some point i felt this enormous weight on my chest and was having serious difficulty breathing. in fact, i started to feel like i couldnt move and couldnt breathe. and this feeling just intensified until i finally woke up, on my side, shoulders pushed forward and very much unable to breathe.
im not big on not being able to breathe. i really find breathing to be one of those essential bodily functions that keep me alive and happy. but maybe i was just holding off the sneeze.
the same fckg mix that my neighbor keeps playing every single morning of my miserable life
previously:
weather or not - 2006-03-07
My Flight - 2006-03-02
poetree in motion - 2006-02-28
ultimate personality test - 2006-02-25
limerick e-trip - 2006-02-22