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Saturday / May 31st / 2003
Purest of rage...

Although the door was barely ajar, I was having a heck of a time holding it back. My wife was pounding and pushing with an amazing force, heaving with an animal grunt. Finally I had to give away, she was too strong for me. In the purest of rage that I have ever seen in her bloodshot eyes, she pushed me back with Herculean force and came at me with amazing speed and agility. I had an instant of time to notice her hand raised above my hand, but then in the very same instant it was all over with. With one swoop downward she had thrust the glinting knife deep into my heart.

It's not everyday that you get murdered by your wife.


~ Posted at 10:25 PM | Dreams
  
So far there are 3 comments.

Wow! What a dream, ER, NIGHTMARE. Hope you get some happier dreams soon! Whew!
Posted by Joan Lansberry at June 3, 2003 03:48 PM


what exactly did you do to deserve that? being a male can't be it... you must have done something in that dream!
Posted by Stu D. at June 3, 2003 11:35 PM


Well, I do not know exactly what it is that I might deserve. Dreams do not necessarily reflect reality very accurately these days. All confused and mixed up with symbolic metamorphosis.
Posted by Kiffin at June 4, 2003 09:25 AM


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