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Ordinary Day After Near Death Experience
Witness comes forward after watching Crimewatch last night.
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I went through a near death experience last night, in a dream. I've died before in dreams, but this time it was different. The airplane didn't reach the runway and fell inside a chasm. I knew I wouldn't survive the crash as we tumbled down. I closed my eyes, left my body, and saw the blue flames engulf everything. As I was getting pulled towards God (yes, he/she/it does exist) I woke up. Blood was pumping through my head as if I'd had an aneurism. I've never experienced something like that in my life.
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The number 18 bus driver shouted at me and made a big scene this morning. The ticket machine had swallowed my money and he wouldn't give me a "customer care card" (which the infolady on the phone told me he should have.) I was the morning's entertainment for a bunch of zombies.
Work at the Institute of Education was fine - I pulled the same ropes and the same bells rang. At lunch, I visited my old colleagues and we gossiped about personnel. It was nice to see them again.
Glad to be home. Kevin is reading a story tomorrow at You Don't Bring Me Flowers. I finish work at 4.30, so I'll hit the swimming pool then go there to support him. Summer hasn't arrived and I'm already waiting for Autumn.
I went through a near death experience last night, in a dream. I've died before in dreams, but this time it was different. The airplane didn't reach the runway and fell inside a chasm. I knew I wouldn't survive the crash as we tumbled down. I closed my eyes, left my body, and saw the blue flames engulf everything. As I was getting pulled towards God (yes, he/she/it does exist) I woke up. Blood was pumping through my head as if I'd had an aneurism. I've never experienced something like that in my life.
The number 18 bus driver shouted at me and made a big scene this morning. The ticket machine had swallowed my money and he wouldn't give me a "customer care card" (which the infolady on the phone told me he should have.) I was the morning's entertainment for a bunch of zombies.
Work at the Institute of Education was fine - I pulled the same ropes and the same bells rang. At lunch, I visited my old colleagues and we gossiped about personnel. It was nice to see them again.
Glad to be home. Kevin is reading a story tomorrow at You Don't Bring Me Flowers. I finish work at 4.30, so I'll hit the swimming pool then go there to support him. Summer hasn't arrived and I'm already waiting for Autumn.