Grim Reaper

I couldn’t close the door.. something was in the way. I pushed as hard as I could, I kicked the door, but every time I thought I had it closed, it would open again. Just as I was about to give up thinking it wasn’t worth it, the door flew open and there stood the reaper.

I woke up and realized it was a dream, a bad dream. Maybe it’s time I slow down on the coffee, or work, or something.. I don’t know; maybe I should get a dreamcatcher. I hope this wasn’t a warning.. I’m nowhere near finished.

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