Cool part of all the rack time is the dreams. There are seals turning into cats, otters becoming eagles and, last night, I was in a movie theater watching a flick set in some ultra gritty, violent, dystopian Indian city. Halfway through, I decided to ENTER the landscape (YES, I walked into the film). It was scary as hell but I couldn’t be hurt — I didn’t exist to all the havoc-makers around me. PHEW and shit!
Today, my third at home, will involve getting out of bed, showering, sitting up and meeting my Physical Therapist. Not huge goals but a gal’s gotta start somewhere.
