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Wed Oct 16 02 / 11:25 PM

I had this dream a few nights ago where I cut off my own arm. There was no pain, not even any blood, just intense shock at watching myself cut my own arm off at the shoulder with a knife. It was the kind of shock that follows making a decision and going through with it, knowing it's a hugely life changing decision - like breaking up with someone, or moving overseas.

After I cut off my arm, I couldn't stop looking at the unattached limb, couldn't stop touching it. It was very pink, and almost shiny, and slightly firmer than expected. I could see the cut bones very clearly. I was too embarrassed to go to the doctor, so I tried to put it back on myself. I tried forever to make the bones hook back together, to somehow make them click back into place. All I accomplished was intensely creeping myself out at the feeling of bone scraping against bone.

But I have dreams like this all the time, and I love it. It's not so much about living out something I can't in real life; more about taking a break from the mundane. Even when I get freaked out by a dream, I enjoy it the next day.

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Lisa Higgs

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latest archive about email links yearbook japan photoblog wish list	Wed Oct 16 02 / 11:25 PM I had this dream a few nights ago where I cut off my own arm. There was no pain, not even any blood, just intense shock at watching myself cut my own arm off at the shoulder with a knife. It was the kind of shock that follows making a decision and going through with it, knowing it's a hugely life changing decision - like breaking up with someone, or moving overseas. After I cut off my arm, I couldn't stop looking at the unattached limb, couldn't stop touching it. It was very pink, and almost shiny, and slightly firmer than expected. I could see the cut bones very clearly. I was too embarrassed to go to the doctor, so I tried to put it back on myself. I tried forever to make the bones hook back together, to somehow make them click back into place. All I accomplished was intensely creeping myself out at the feeling of bone scraping against bone. But I have dreams like this all the time, and I love it. It's not so much about living out something I can't in real life; more about taking a break from the mundane. Even when I get freaked out by a dream, I enjoy it the next day.
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Lisa Higgs
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