I’m having a panic-feeling morning. Heart won’t slow it seems – though in reality my body probably chilled out hours ago.
I woke up twenty minutes ahead of my alarm out of a particularly obnoxious nightmare. Kristen and I had pulled up to an intersection around some construction and we’d been listening / watching some sort of report on a serial killer who’d been very methodically paralyzing people, torturing them and slowly letting them die – we eased into the intersection – only to be blind-sided by a dump truck.
The Killer (awoke before dawn) jumped out of the dump truck, and started chasing me. I think Kristen was still there, but now just as a bystander as I ran desperately down the dirt road, not quite getting enough traction, knowing exactly what happens next because we’d just heard it all laid out.
He sprinted up behind me and smacked me hard in the lower back with some sort of heavy steel pole and I go down like a sack of meat. Broken back, legs useless, arms weak – back in some well-lit shack he takes razors and slowly carves off my ears, glues a thin layer of lead over the eardrum and glues the cartilage back on so that I can’t hear. Then he saws the skull almost in half so that he can hinge my head open and place different small little discs on my tongue. He hinges me open, puts one on my tongue and waits for it to dissolve. A small spray bottle is used whenever too much saliva evaporates. There is no blood.
I wake up twenty minutes ahead of my alarm. Heart racing. Can’t catch my breath. I know there’s more to the dream but I can’t remember it. It’s time to get up.
Sarcastic emails in my message queues. Got to shovel snow, some how the loudest, most-abrasive sound there is today, echoing off of other houses. Somehow it doesn’t scare off the big fluffy cat who’s chosen this day to reappear. Its affection really helps and I’m amazed by how just how warm his / her fur is on this blustery, freezing day. The beast has found the sun beam!
