Self Stinging

there is a series of great halls. i am standing at the intersection of three. a doctor is giving instruction as to the administration of intravenous medication. i am standing on a patch of my own skin, about four feet by four feet. like standing on a carpet. i hold a syringe and i am poking myself in the locations as directed by the doctor. i look forward and see a figure apear in a distant room connected by the halls. their sillouette greys until they disapear into bright light. i awake. can't sleep for hours

i still can't sleep but i can't stop dreaming

Dreamed by: r.hry