Feb. 28th, 2012 10:20 pm
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I dreamt I went to the doctor last night, that it was November, and that I was given five months to live because I had a fatty liver.

Most of the dream, though, was me getting annoyed with people for saying I should do something exciting (go on a holiday, or whatever) or was in denial or unadventurous or depressed for not doing so, when I somehow couldn't explain that it had always seemed (in my dream) like everything is as full or as empty as everything else, but not in a bad way; that words and schemes are clutter that make a lie to hide that.

I somehow doubt I'd meet the diagnosis with as much sangfroid if it really happened.

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