lack of air
The kids have finally broken down my immunesystem.. it took them awhile, but they managed at the end. I now feel like a lazy, out of shape KOLS patient with a maximum lung capacity of 40%. A virus of some sort. It’ll pass. Meanwhile I have plenty of time to sit still and live in cyberspace, whilst nicely drugged on strong cough medecine 
Let me tell you this new theory I have. It happens when the lungs have a lack of air. My theory is that it affects the brain, it gives it powers it didn’t have before. I’ve become a psycic… It’s true. I dreamt something and it came true! The hypothesis is that lack of air to the brain breaks down the rational barriers of the mind, especially released whilst sleeping. Hence, I’ve become claire voyant. Ask me anything people, I will dream the answer!
Hm… come to think of it though, I dreamt last night that a giraffe was chasing me while I ran through the forest on stylts.. the likelyhood of this coming true is rather small so my superpowers might be gone already. Which means I’m getting better. So I guess, all in all, it’s a good thing I’m getting back to my normal self Soon I’ll stop gasping for air! I promise then that my writing will get back to "normal" in a short while. When I get my rationality back
Er du død eller? Lack of air, og ingenting sier du på mange dager. Hjelpe meg. Går det BRA eller????
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Comment by Anita — November 19, 2006 @ 3:55 pm