And they might have froze before that noose got to them
All night I dreamed about dying. Every time—I was shot once, bleeding out; another time, I had some kind of wasting illness—I woke up instead of never opening my eyes again, but whenever I fell back into the dream, there was a different death to go through. Some of the circumstances, waterspouts, unmoored islands, shell-like crusts of uninhabited buildings in the middle of cities where I've lived, might have made intriguing story material if I hadn't been distracted by the endless iterations of mortality, none of them opera-clean. Today fails auspices.

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My co-workers and I have determined that this week can go to hell and burn.
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I'm used to dreams where the people I love die; I've been having those off and on for the last three years. It's just slightly unusual for it to be me.
I had dreams of being a ghost for a month after being killed in my dreams by my nemesis.
There might be a story in that: if you are killed by your nemesis in your dreams, what do you wake up as?
It's good to know that what they say about dying in dreams is untrue. Unless of course, what they're saying is that it kind of sucks.
Yeah. I remember the first time I had a falling dream where I hit the ground. My bones splintered and it hurt a lot. I woke up feeling very betrayed. Also slightly surprised to be in one piece.
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Ouch.
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This question has been haunting me all weekend. I think there is a story in that. It could also be that d|p has been playing Kingdom Hearts all weekend, and the transition of souls (hearts) in that setting is a little confusing and difficult to parse.