You know something’s wrong when you wake up from a dream about huge ants, acid (as in, hydrochloric acid – not LSD) and other chemicals. Specifically,it was something about a huge ant (that actually looked like huge beetle… talk about inaccuracy!) and me taking it down through the knowledge that it contains kinase (which in reality, ants don’t – or at least, it’s not something they’re known for, unlike say, the reputation army ants have for their murderous eat-anything-in-our-way tendency ). In the frenzy, I also ended up with a sharp pain in my chest (not exactly a good sign for someone who has a heart condition) and burns from an extremely low pH acid.
But hey, I killed the evil ant (??) and survived, so it’s not all bad, right?
At least, that’s what I told myself last night when I jolted awake at 3.30 a.m. .It took an hour and a half of reading and listening to music to be able to get back to sleep. Plus, I rationalised it this way: I had already defeated the terrible creature once so if it came back next time I was asleep, I could defeat it again. Doesn’t really sound reasonable or even logical but it kind of helped. Who am I to argue with nightmare logic?