Dream walking through the woods

I’ve been sleeping surprisingly well since the anti-viral medication kicked in.  The pain meds help with sleep, too.  They knock me out, but I still dream.  The dreams have been a mixture of the wonderful, the wild, and the weird, which is the usual way of dreams except when they’re nightmares, but then, those are not dreams at all, but little horrorfests that take place in the darkest nights of the mind and soul.

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