I have had nightmares on and off throughout my life. Usually when I haven’t realised what I’m stressed about sometimes when I have.

Last night my subconscious was spectacular. It took the nightmare from last year and the pedestrian getting hit by the car from last week and combined them.

Then I was seducing a Russian oligarch which frankly felt as bad as the preceding violence.

The thing is about dreams, they switch perspective, they’re not like the television or films, that girl last year, she could have been me. As my brain decided to write large for me last night.

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