dreams
Redoing my index page. Adding new material. Also had some bad dreams this night. One was about some aggressive dogs hunting us, and at the same time it was our responsibility they didn't hurt anyone else. Stressful mission.
In the other one I was told i had two different kinds of cancer. The emotional response was... interesting at best. Knowing something inside your body is turning on you, betraying you. Everyday, all day. Dad died from cancer eighth years ago and as a nurse I've also worked a lot within palliative care (non curative, soothing care, usually at the end of life). I guess this might be one way you can feel, but I can't recall ever hearing anyone describe this particular feeling. Surely someone must've had a similar experience though. But based on reality.
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