Sir, real.
Strange dreams have returned. Not-quite-nightmares; places and people – complete strangers to me – populate this dreamscape.
I don’t know what they mean.
It’s oddly disconcerting; I rarely dream coherently, images – pictures mostly. I have a couple of recurring dreams, one that plays like a sci-fi game that I’ve been having since I was in elementary school. One of these days I’ll script and submit it, it’s been fun to play in my head all these years, maybe I should share no?
Last nights dream was a confusing welter of images, situations and people. No matter how I turn it over I can make no sense of it. It’s stayed with me all day, that is also something of a rarity for me.
My life feels so very surreal lately, like I’m living in the third person.
That said, I feel something creeping closer, something just beyond the horizon.
Tantalizing. Hiding just beyond the periphery, so close I can feel it’s gaze.
I can feel the hand of fate pushing at my back. Wind in my face, I feel like I can fly.
curro ergo sum 
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