Tuesday, April 26, 2005
I had a dream last night in which I found out that my life had been a delusion. In the dream, I found out that I had died in a car accident I had last summer as I was pulling away from the Nexus retreat in Oceano and I saw the semi just in time to pull onto the shoulder and shit my pants. (Not literally.) It blared at me as it drove by, but I was fine. In the dream version of events, I hadn't been so lucky and the past year had just been my brain's cute little way of fucking with me. I woke up completely awake but not really startled. Strange dream.