Dream

I dreamt i was accepted to an exclusive scholarship program with a dozen people i know.

On the second day of the program, the coordinator comes up to me and says, 'your application for this program is contested and is in the process of being rejected'

I took that decision well, in my dream.

I fell asleep after my run in the fog and cold last night. I was hungry but sleep won- my snack was left on the table. I have recurring visions when i go on these jogs of big iron nails being hammered into the back of my neck, my temples and shoulders. Like how you kill a pontianak.

That and a slightly scary demi-wish that i get hit by a car and get killed instantly. But i still look before i cross.

I wake scared this morning of the coming day.