Monday, 11 October 1993
saturday night

I kept dreaming I was having a heart attack. Except, it wasn't as if
I was myself and feeling the painb and stiffness spreading about my
chest and left arm, it was more as if I was dispassionately off to the
side and detached from the actual pain, and I could see anf feel and
analyse what was causing it and exactly what the heart looked like and
the various responses the rest of my body was making to it.

I wonder how much of the dream was inspired by a recent show we caught
when channel surfing through our cable TV that showed an open heart
surgery procedure...

anyways. my brain I guess wasn't satisfied until I got it just right.
It was kinda like being on an infinite repeat loop in my dream. No,
that isn't exactly how the heart attack would turn out. Start over.
again and again and again. I was really glad when it started raining
at Faire site and the water dripping on my face woke me out of the dream

Posted by dracon at 11 October 1993 14:51
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