One of my favorite things to do is running everyday early morning. There is something special feeling the ground in my feet as I run, being the air when I jump and feeling the gravity pushing my feet back to the ground. It helps my muscles and my heart to feel not so old, and it's a perfect moment to get relaxed. Today I specially needed it.
That dream. It was too real but, at the same time, it was blurred. I never had a nightmare like this. It felt like I was living this experience for real and it was so painful. When I remember it, my chest also remembers the pain. It felt like an adrenaline load directly to the heart. Painful as hell, like being shut by a gun directly in the middle of the lungs. I could feel like the bullet was slowly breaking my ribs and pressures my heart.
For anyone it would only be a dream. Not for me. I have been relaunched, so there is a part of my life I have decided to modify. I even paid for this, and it was not a cheap treatment.
Many people just accommodates their memories. It's good to get over frustration if you wanted to become a dancer, and that's the only thing you want to be in your life, and you had an accident that broke your legs. Well, in that case they can just improve your desires to be something else, like a painter, and just relaunch. That's it. You don't need to know that you were passionate with dancing because now you paint, which was also your passion, and being in a wheel chair is not an issue. You are now famous or, at least, have your own market and you could perform your art without main passion and frustration. The only bad point is that your pictures will not be dark or reflecting this sorrow, but maybe they are coloristic and fun. Everything is just perfect. Your mind doesn't need anything else.
I believed that could be my history. Maybe I felt in love so hard with someone that made me more pain that I can hold, and now I see the past as a nice relationship that ended and it was for best or us all. Maybe I had a strong depression and I needed a kind of emotional set up.
That nightmare turned it all upside down.
I went back to my apartment. I had a short shower and dressed for lunch at Marcia's, as I do almost everyday since I moved to the downtown. I will see what Marcia thinks about my dream, as she is always smart with her tips.
- Alan, it was only a nightmare. You would get really concern if I told you my weirdest dreams.
- So would also if you knew some of mines! Once I dreamed I was fighting in the French revolution in the barricades, and speaking French!
- Dreams are just dreams, isn't it? They meant just nothing. Maybe it's some kind of fear of getting old, or any bad news you saw on TV maybe months ago. Mind keeps everything, and you never know. Isn't it?
- Yes, but you know, I was relaunched many years ago. This maybe has something to see with my past life and it comes back for some reason. I don't know. I always trusted this company "New Life". It seems it has been no issues or not any weird thing with that. They are supported by the government and so, but maybe there is something dark in them. I don't know. Maybe I was brainwashed without my knowledge. Oh, Marcia, I think I am getting crazy!
- I thought you already were! – Marcia laughed- Come on, dreams are just dreams, and about New Life, you can always meet them and request your "past report" or whatever they call it to check what was removed or replaced or whatever they do. As far as I know, this report is done with your agreement, recorded and sealed, and reviewed and agreed by the authorities. Anyone may inspect the relaunching cases and you would have been called out anytime during these years, but it's all fine, isn't it? You shouldn't have to worry, Alan.
- Well, yes. I think you are right, Marcia. I'm now an old man, isn't it?
- Hey you running man, you look 20 years younger! Stop complaining!
I was kind of relieved. I really don't think I have to worry.
I called to my doctor and explained my nightmare. I asked if it was necessary to have another visit, but seems it's everything normal. We will talk next week.
Marcia is also calling to someone. I can hear her voice talking really low.
- Protocol #34 raised.
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