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Tuesday, 7 July 2020

Dreams are weird

On Sunday night, showing I had watched too much LeftTube while playing Terraria, I dreamed a dream inside the 2D Terraria setting where I was unable to use any of the tool and terrain alteration because I wasn't of a worthy class to affect the world.

Last night I dreamed I was scrambling to climb up Frame St (part of my childhood paper run) but it was too steep and my fingers couldn't get a strong enough grasp to get up it.
There were also people watching and mocking from a house, at the time I knew who they were and what unkindness they had planned, but that part of the dream has faded past remembering now.

Once I woke properly this morning I found I had slept over ten hours.  And woke still feverish.

My body hates me.
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