Stupid Empathy July 27, 2003 - 7:41 a.m.

So I'm doing the typical thing, trying to sleep.. just laying there... and my mind does the wandering thing, where one thought leads to another then another. Yet they're in no way related. That incoherent pre-dream dream state.

I guess I started thinking about traveling, because I had this image of being on a plane and going to some other country. Only there's something wrong with the plane and it starts to go down. Into the ocean!! So we crash, but I somehow make it out of the plane and I'm just floating there on my seat cushion/flotation device, other people floating around me. And suddenly I remember something... Romeo!!

Apparently I had taken him on this trip with me, and he was in the cargo area under the plane. So I had the worst image of him being stuck in a cage, already frightened like hell, and then the whole plane is submerged in water and he has no way to get out.

So now I can't get the image of my poor, scared, stuck, and drowning dog out of my head. It seems so realistic, as if I was actually in there, witnessing this. Or like I'm even in that cage, going through the terror myself.

This is the most fucked up feeling right now.

And I wasn't even asleep yet!!!

I can't get to sleep like this, that's for sure.

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