blinded, cannot see, uncoordinated staggering through a modern flat, linoleum floor, a big window. Impossible, cannot get up, the light is dazzling. Walk, fall over a sofa. or a chair. A sense of urgency coupled with an inability to move. The light is so bright it is hard to see, there is no way that the hands will pick up things, they cannot be used.
And it is real, there is no sense of anything else but reality.
It was a nightmare
Awake, it is eight thirty, home. No difficulties seeing, no difficulties coordinating muscular activity, no sense of urgency. The panic is over.
Get up, it is another one of those bank holidays in Germany, all hallows or something.
The fright from the night is still there.
The son is up, he is doing something at one of his many computers already.
The wife gets up, has an abusive argument with the son and goes back to bed.
The son is now doing things in the kitchen, at the stove, cooking something.
So sit at the table in the middle of the brown room, the one with all the furniture in it in wood, the pianos, the secretary writing desk and the card table.
And then a voice shouting.
today is not going to be fun at all.
And it is real, there is no sense of anything else but reality.
It was a nightmare
Awake, it is eight thirty, home. No difficulties seeing, no difficulties coordinating muscular activity, no sense of urgency. The panic is over.
Get up, it is another one of those bank holidays in Germany, all hallows or something.
The fright from the night is still there.
The son is up, he is doing something at one of his many computers already.
The wife gets up, has an abusive argument with the son and goes back to bed.
The son is now doing things in the kitchen, at the stove, cooking something.
So sit at the table in the middle of the brown room, the one with all the furniture in it in wood, the pianos, the secretary writing desk and the card table.
And then a voice shouting.
today is not going to be fun at all.
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