Scream Without a Sound
5 am. A perfect time to blog.
So it turns out the sleeping pills isn't really doing much of a justice to me. If I wanted to fight the grogginess effect, I could do it easily. Only to end up adding another 6 hours to my sleep time. Then eventually, I'd be rolling around in my bed for 3 to 7 hours hoping I would fall asleep normally without the pills. And I don't. So I take them. And things don't really turn out right.
Last Night (Or actually, yesterday, I slept till 4pm) I had a dream whereby our family move into a new housing lot. So being the natural interior decorator I am, I thought it would be great to use the shovel and dig myself a basement. Somewhere during the dream sequence it skipped and I've dug about 8 feet deep and was in a 4 by 4 room with walls of dirt. Water begins to fill up the lower part of the floor. I was ankle deep in water and still digging. The next thing I know, I dug small little holes. And there some blackish organic matter in them. Time to stop digging. It was too late for me to realize there's white looking tadpoles swimming about in the ankle deep water.
Something happens and the next thing I know I'm in the kitchen. I was walking towards the sink when I felt something moving inside my mouth. I ran towards sink and puke. And then there it was.
A long slimey white worm was connected to the sink and my tounge. I panic. I started pulling the thing trying to get it out of me. I pulled and pulled but it just kept coming out. The whole body of the worm was filling up the sink and it's translucent skin began to tear apart, revealing bits and pieces of red coloured flesh. As I was pulling it out, it's skin also tore, spilling blood all over my fingers. It's end finally came and detached itself from the tip of my tounge.
I sat back and screamed my lungs out. I wasn't sure if I was screaming but I felt ashamed and anger and dissapointment. I slammed the floor with my fist. I asked myself how could this have happened to me?
And then I woke up. Groggy, not screaming, but I was awake and I was glad it was all just a dream. But I couldn't shake off that tingling feeling at the tip of my tounge. I've always been afraid of worms nothing scares me worse than a tape worm.
Of course, I feel asleep after that. Sooner or later I had some other dream about Cartoon Characters and I guessed my Brothers had the TV on too loud.
So it turns out the sleeping pills isn't really doing much of a justice to me. If I wanted to fight the grogginess effect, I could do it easily. Only to end up adding another 6 hours to my sleep time. Then eventually, I'd be rolling around in my bed for 3 to 7 hours hoping I would fall asleep normally without the pills. And I don't. So I take them. And things don't really turn out right.
Last Night (Or actually, yesterday, I slept till 4pm) I had a dream whereby our family move into a new housing lot. So being the natural interior decorator I am, I thought it would be great to use the shovel and dig myself a basement. Somewhere during the dream sequence it skipped and I've dug about 8 feet deep and was in a 4 by 4 room with walls of dirt. Water begins to fill up the lower part of the floor. I was ankle deep in water and still digging. The next thing I know, I dug small little holes. And there some blackish organic matter in them. Time to stop digging. It was too late for me to realize there's white looking tadpoles swimming about in the ankle deep water.
Something happens and the next thing I know I'm in the kitchen. I was walking towards the sink when I felt something moving inside my mouth. I ran towards sink and puke. And then there it was.
A long slimey white worm was connected to the sink and my tounge. I panic. I started pulling the thing trying to get it out of me. I pulled and pulled but it just kept coming out. The whole body of the worm was filling up the sink and it's translucent skin began to tear apart, revealing bits and pieces of red coloured flesh. As I was pulling it out, it's skin also tore, spilling blood all over my fingers. It's end finally came and detached itself from the tip of my tounge.
I sat back and screamed my lungs out. I wasn't sure if I was screaming but I felt ashamed and anger and dissapointment. I slammed the floor with my fist. I asked myself how could this have happened to me?
And then I woke up. Groggy, not screaming, but I was awake and I was glad it was all just a dream. But I couldn't shake off that tingling feeling at the tip of my tounge. I've always been afraid of worms nothing scares me worse than a tape worm.
Of course, I feel asleep after that. Sooner or later I had some other dream about Cartoon Characters and I guessed my Brothers had the TV on too loud.
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