Saturday, April 12, 2008

Night Mare

Its about 5:30 in the morning and I'm awake because a horse came in the night.

Why is it called a nightmare? There are many words that you can derive meaning from simply by breaking it apart. Percent comes to mind. Nightmare seems unlikely to have anything to do with the sum of its parts. Sure they happen at night, but mine never involve a horse. Perhaps people used get attacked by their horses in the night while traveling. Or maybe before they were domesticated horses were a nocturnal creature that would wander the countryside dragging people out of bed to devour them. I guess I kinda feel like that. My nightmare was more a drama than a horror though.

That's the kind of nightmare that gets to me. Not the kind that involves vampires, serial killers or zombies, the kind that comes from your subconscious to kick you in the gut. It finds some emotion in you and slaps you across the face with a bit of realistic worst case scenario. You wake up scared, angry, confused. Then since you don't really want to say what the nightmare was about but still need to get it out of you somehow, you go online and write a blog about carnivorous horses using the word 'you' where you should actually be using the word 'I'.

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