Tuesday, 26 October 2010

24 Hours Later

Well, I'm still here.

I tore my bed-sheet. I was dreaming that the bad guys had wrapped me in canvas, and set fire to the warehouse, and I was struggling to get free before I burned up.
I got free, but the sheet's dead. Got another sheet and went back to sleep in the cave but I had to keep the fire roaring because I could hear the wolves. I sweated and shivered and roasted all night.  Slept most of the day.
Didn't go to work, sounds like my boss is coming down with the same symptoms...
I'll be there tomorrow. I think it's over. Might even eat something soon. maybe.


  1. Where are the nurses when you need them!

  2. Three thousand miles away. She'd have brought me soup, and toast, and tea, and spoken reassuring words as I struggled in my sleep.

  3. I'm glad you are feeling better now. I'm glad they didn't SEW you in the canvas like professional kidnappers would have done. I'm glad you were nice to the wolves. I'm glad.


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