I have reoccurring Junji Ito-esque nightmares where I'm pulling (hundreds of these) needles from under the skin of my forearms and elbows, using contraptions to delete literal objects of reality around me while gasping for air in some sort of breath-play latex bubble.
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I'm an incredibly poor lucid dreamer since I become so vigorously engrossed in thematic elements of the play. I suppose this is why I can recall so many of them. If I had a bitcoin for every dream between the ages of 4 and 8 I fell down the fucking stairs. Holy shit.
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