I was sick with the flu and the week before that I had lost both my sense of taste and smell as I rewired my mind for new tasks.
In a fevered dream I saw two worlds. The world below me was the Flesh River, my current life and above me was the Heaven Made of Words, a world of lies.
I visited both worlds but neither made me well. I could change the dream and die but I simply hovered between the two worlds until my fever broke and I woke up.
I would choose Flesh River over world of lies but that is just a hunch.
ReplyDeleteI don't know what dreams mean but I think I would chose the Fleah over Lies.
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