It's fortunate that this was such a short dream.
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2014-01-01
Bloodstain
I thought I was awake, and lying in bed. I wondered why the bed was so sticky. I found out when I turned on the light: the scar, from the open gall bladder surgery I'd had in November 2013, had been leaking all night. There was a triangle of sticky red blood in the centre of my chest, the size of a grapefruit. And there were smears and streaks of drying blood everywhere.
It's fortunate that this was such a short dream.
It's fortunate that this was such a short dream.
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