It’s no secret some of the medication I’m on is really wreaking havoc with my thought processes. So, I guess it’s no surprise that I’ve had a shocker of a dream. You know the kind where you wake having been completely perplexed, taken aback at the imagery and confused by what it really meant?
I’d gone back to working at a radio station. In the newsroom. I was on-air with an announcer I thoroughly enjoyed working with in my previous life.
The screen froze – no script (what once was my worst nightmare.)
I looked up for the announcer to help, have a conversation (save me!) – but through the glass I saw a sea of faces I didn’t recognise.
They were all staring…….at what?
I looked down. My top had slid down to reveal my bare, disfigured chest.
I’m not even going to try and analyse this one!
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