So, the last couple of nights I've had recurring dreams about different interactions with some sort of hybrid swine people.
It wasn't until I woke up in the early hours of this morning, still in the grips of a NyQuil induced stupor half way through How The Beast Folk Tasted Blood that I realized what happened.
First of all, I've been taking huge doses of NyQuil around the clock for the past 3 or 4 days in an attempt to sleep through the worst of this strep-y nonsense.
Secondly, in said drug induced stupor I apparently have been hitting 'play' on my "Audio Novellas" playlist instead of my Moby Dick audio book that I normally fall asleep to.
As a result I've been listening to The Island Of Dr. Moreau and Heart of Darkness on a continual loop in my sleep.
The results have been some pretty weird dreams.
Last night, for example, I dreamt you and I were trapped on a deserted jungle island. We made some badass weapons, went hunting for food and killed one of those hybrid swine folk. Then we dug a pit and barbequed it, luau style. Only it turned out to be like, SWSNBN, only in Beast People form. But we still ate it. Then we put the head on a spike (A la Heart of Darkness), threw the bones in the fire and danced like wild things until the ashes went cold.
This whole thing just totally reinforced my belief (by the way) that in a survival scenario, you and I would be terrifying and unstoppable together.
That's all I know.
Love!
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