Kana's been a little... Static-y recently. I keep getting little zaps of static electricity whenever I'm around her.
I'm tempted to label it as a side effect of the shock therapy, but I haven't issued it to her in quite a while.
Even more curious, though, is the dream I had last night. I imagined chasing after a young girl with long, dark hair. We ran through a busy street, miraculously not getting pummeled by the speeding cars (Although I did nearly have one of my toes crushed by an 18-wheeler, but... Just a dream, right?) I chased her into the forest, and was able to get around in front of her. I don't know why, but... I suddenly felt a great hatred for her, and found the handle of a knife in my hands. I slashed at her, quick as lightning, but she moved, and I just barely grazed her cheek. Before I knew it, she had come in from underneath me, kicked the knife out of my hand, caught it, and plunged it directly into my heart.
I suddenly woke up, cold and sweaty. Or, at least I thought I did. I must have still been dreaming, as there was a trail of blood leading from the door of my office to my desk.
Why, do you ask, did I find this dream so interesting? Because the girl in my dream had more than a striking resemblance to our dear Kana.
Hmmm... A sign of my feelings towards her, or my fears about her?
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
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