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It was a bumper night for dreaming, let me tell you.

I dreamed that I was working at my desk and I switched on the little fan my mum bought me in order to cool down. The fan immediately came on so strongly that it blew all my paperwork and books all over the room, making a loud rattling noise as they went. I woke to discover that what I thought was my life being thrown into disorder was really just the rattle of rain falling on the windowsill because it was pouring down and my window was open. That's a pleasant thing to wake up to, rain in the night.

Then I went back to sleep and had the recurring dream that I've had since I was about twelve and really started to comprehend death -- in it I'm in prison, on Death Row for some unnamed crime, and I'm being taken to the electric chair. It's a terrifying dream not in the monsters-chasing-me sense but in the sense that it lingers for a few days, the very real sensation that I'm going to die -- I think the reason people don't really grasp death on a day-to-day basis is that it makes it awfully hard to function. :D

I'm supposed to go to the library and shop for clothes today; I don't want to leave the house, but once I do I'll have fun. There are books I've been meaning to pick up, and I'm going to do Research, which is my favourite thing to do.

So, out into the world! But first, breakfast and a shower.

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I HAS A MANY CLOS.

I didn't actually get to take any books out of the library because I have a two dollar fine and didn't have the cash to pay it with, but I do have four new pairs of trousers and three new shirts, courtesy of my "emergency" credit card (the one that mum pays and said I could use for a taxi or groceries or a new television). This is good, because of the many things I possess in spades, before today "trousers" was not one of them.

btw, as much as I love Chicago, today the entire city smells like it hasn't bathed in three days.

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Oh man, this lucid dreaming site is freaking me out big time.

http://www.wikihow.com/Lucid-Dream

For example, one of the suggestions for how to lucid dream includes "reality checks" which let you know that you're dreaming. The thing is, in order to "reality check" in your dream, you have to get into the habit of doing it while awake. Which is kind of a messed-up mindset to be in, don't you think? Constantly checking your surroundings to see if they're real?

Also, one of the reality checks involves looking at your hands and counting your fingers because apparently in dreams people often have more or less than five fingers per hand. How fucking creepy is THAT, and where did it come from?

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Well. *dusts hands* I think that's enough rhetoric for now, don't you?

I am deeply sorry that my LJ has been filled with locked posts and indignation lately, it's just that this is important to me.

Anyway, the good news is that after tomorrow morning you have a reprieve, at least from me. I'll be in the hospital for another clinical trial, staying overnight. No 24-hours-without-food this time, thankfully. I will have my laptop but will not have any internet access, though I'll probably post a phonepic letter at some point. I plan to work on LC, read a bit, and savour the hospital mac-and-cheese, which despite all your protestations of my insanity is delicious. I'll be back Thursday afternoon sometime. Hopefully no cabdrivers will try to abduct me this time.

You know what's going to be nice about being in the hospital? Air conditioning.