errant

It's 6.48am on a Sunday and I'm not asleep .. great

Had a freaky dream with things like: not having change for an American parking meter, being on a big ship and finding rotting corpses in a huge, walk in cupboard thing, the ship then being set on fire before morphing into a random house, two of my closest friends being burnt to death, walking out of the house and standing on the side of a long road watching the house as it turns to ash and having absolutely nothing because it's all been burnt (I guess the house must have turned into mine at somepoint?) ..

Woke up slightly disgruntled and went for a fag in the garden. On my way back in I decided to check my stitches in the only mirror in the house I can see my tummy in and then felt very promptly sick as I noticed that one part of my wound was bleeding.

If it's bleeding lots later when I get up the courage to check again I have to go back to the hospital to have it stitched up a bit more