Dear diary … Last night in my dream, I wrestled with a dark entity, be he a dream creature or an actual entity I do not know … But that he was black and fierce and tribal … We wrestled and I was overwhelmed to the point that when I finally regained consciousness, it took me three or four seconds to regain my breath … I was fearful that my heart would either pound out of my chest, or just stop beating, and my head would explode.
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