Woke up forcefully from one of those dreams for the first time last night. It was odd, because my first physical reaction was...alarm...that I was sick. I felt my legs covered in sweat swimming between the sheets, but was shivering and felt chilled to the bone at the same time. I even did a quick temperature check and was honestly surprised that I wasn't fevering.
The saddest part is probably that it wasn't even a nightmare. (Not to mention I've never had a textbook nightmare ever, period.) Just some very sickly emotional situation (that isn't even technically bad; it's always what I wanted deep deeply down, right?) that I hope to never face, yet, now, nevertheless, can't help but wonder.
I'm supposed to be way over this, but I guess my subconscious has yet to catch up...as per usual.
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This was the Phil thing? The one that you mentioned in passing on the train? You need to tell me what this was all about.
Hey. We didn't meet up and I never got a dream interpretation either.
We can do double dream interpretations
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