The nightmares are back.
I’d been dreading the day when my bottle of sleeping
pills ran out- and yesterday, it finally happened. I was tempted to try my luck
at a drugstore, but it’s not safe to use any kind of medicine in stores
nowadays. Most have probably been tampered with.
It’s too dangerous to
sleep for very long, though- especially
if you have nightmares. It’s like an insect navigating a dark, cobwebbed
forest. It’s going to get caught eventually, and it’ll be a slow, excruciating
death. Or, that’s what I assume; I haven’t met someone who’s been caught in
their sleep and been able to talk about what happens next. All I know is that
if you’re caught by whatever the hell it is, you’re put into a coma and whittle
away into nothing- like it’s drinking you dry with a bendy straw.
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