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I had a dream last night. It was a horrible dream. It involved my attempting to hang myself, losing my left hand, and having my entire left arm replaced with that of a habitual self-harmer. Stitches and insults carved into my flesh, only not my flesh, some alien flesh attached to my body. Digging in the garden to find bones and hands... badness. I'm really not well. So, to cheer myself up, a completely gratuitous pretty men post.




Aziraphael.





Crowley.

I'll see you all when I can sit up for more than ten minutes. For now, I need tea. Thanks for all the good wishes... *g*

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[dredpiratejenny.livejournal.com]

Though dream interpretation is a faulty art, I'd say it boils down to: you need to get more sleep, and other things that I'll tell you later when you're well and around.

At least you have teh pretty to keep you busy... though you have started me plotting on a new character (for fic at least).