Thursday, February 26, 2009

Dying

I have had a lot of dreams in the past that family members are dying or injured. Maybe I will post some of those sometime. This one was last night...
Dream: 
I was standing on the side of a dark room. I knew I was about to be shot in the chest and killed. At the last minute, I called Luke in the room and told him I wanted him to look at my neck one more time before I was shot. 
Right before the shot, I thought maybe I would be shot in the head and wondered what that would be like. Once I was shot in the chest, I saw myself in the mirror and a red fuzzy spot was floating on my front. As I was dying, I started to worry that I didn't tell my dad or other family members that I was going to die. Then I wondered how they felt last time I got shot and died.

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