InsaneJournal

I feel as though my dreams were trying to operate under the saying "save the best for last." Today what I feel I have been dreading most has happened. My teeth have always been, I admit, naturally pointed, but now they are quite sharp and very noticeable. And of course we must mention that one of the interns at the office was wearing a cross around her neck and it was the oddest sort of pain to be near it. I do think I'll be taking the rest of the week off as sick days.

If nothing else, my dreams have come to close. The most horrible of things of course happened near the end, and yet, to dream of dying - of really dying - seemed equal parts horrible and blissful. After four centuries it must have been good to finally welcome the end.