A nightmare of how the power of modern envy makes it the deadliest of human emotions.
An earlier dream returned in a new incarnation.
I dreamed about a whole new way by which the new would be sought.
Last night I had a dream that was among the most vivid and terrifying I have ever experienced, possibly the most vivid and terrifying I've had yet.
Moderna Dose 2: Something Something Boogaloo.
From uneasy sleep came the uneasiest of dreams.
Another strange and remarkable dream, scavenged as best I could from its remembered fragments.
For some reason the dental guard I wear at night now provokes unprecedented dreams.
For a creative person, I have some of the dullest dreams around. I don't get it either.
A dream from the other night, so vivid and specific in its details that it unnerved me.
"Fish s**t or coffee, sir?"
I spent most of the last two days highballing NyQuil and wishing I didn't feel like red-hot pokers were being shoved into my eyesockets. That's right -- Con Crud (or Con Staph, ha ha), which is rather surprising since I...
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