Dream 4-9
Last night there was an intense dream.
I was in a hospital, holding Candi. She was bleeding on her skins surface. I sent her to the hospital, then left the area. One moment I am attempting to defuse a bomb in a park, like Bruce Willis in die hard 3, the next I am in some barely lit room with a couch. A black policewoman accosts me, I pull out a gun and shoot her in the chest. Throughout it, I felt the pull of the hospital. I wanted to return, and check on her.
I still love her. But there's a lot of elements in between us: first and foremost being, she doesn't give a shit about me, primarily speaking. Likely I am, and always was, an ancillary concern/factor.
Intense dream.
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