November 11th, 2008

NaNoWriMo: Day 10.5

This time I dreamed I was in prison, and my fellow inmates and I had to climb up on something very high after I had fallen and broken my leg recently and become terrified of heights. Now, come on. This is so transparent, it's not even creative! My conscious brain must be using everything I've got during the day, so my subconscious has nothing left to give at night.

Then I had a separate dream about pressure sores.