It's a gray day. The wind blows and rain falls outside, but I'm tucked safely in a classroom. It's a long, powerfully boring day of training at work. Safety, hazardous materials, standard procedures... You name it. If it puts you to sleep, we're brushing up on it. I've worked here for four months, and I'm… Continue reading Dream Journal: I feel the pressure in my head.
I hear vague murmuring as I come out of a deep sleep. The more awake I become, the more recognizable the words are. "You were doing that weird mumbling thing in your sleep," Brian says. He often starts talking to me before I'm completely awake. I'll wake up, and he'll be in the middle of… Continue reading Dream Journal: It’s the end of the world as we know it.