I was awoken in the early hours by a jolt of extreme and
seemingly inexplicable horror. It took me by surprise because I remembered
being in the middle of a perfectly innocuous dream. I switched on the light and
looked at the clock: 0345.
I hate it when that happens. I got it once when the Japanese
tsunami struck, and I always have the obvious sense that something terrible has
happened somewhere. Unsurprisingly, I grow fearful that it might have something
to do with someone I care for.
Oh well, I’m off out shortly and won’t be back until
tonight.
Be good while I’m away!
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