Nightmare, the edge of reason, the endless unappetizing cycle
“Oh fuck, why am I dreaming this again!” As a student of activism and humanitarian relief work in the late 1980s, I often had bad dreams. What struck me the most was how lifelike they were. The nightmare followed, stalked me, often senselessly when I was in the field, either endlessly coordinating supplies to be […]
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