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Changed my Skin


Had an oddly terrifying dream last night. I was in a hotel that I’d dreamt about before. People I used to work with were there, as well as close friends. I went into a bathroom and changed my skin, then felt a presence begin to creep into my psyche. After a series of flashbacks I realized it was the demon of an ex-lover, who had changed themselves to the point where everything was lost. I looked back again and found something helpful, then fell into an abyss where I woke up to Amelia coming into our bedroom. Something about it — possibility the vividness, the sequence of events, or the sheer exhaustion within me — made it feel a little bit more real than normal.



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