Positive Thinking
I have a long dream. One in which I am suddenly about to be catapulted into a new world. I see my own birth. For some reason, the woman that is clearly my mother is glowing. But that new world is cold, loud, and missing her warmth. So I claw my way right back in.
It takes a while but finally, a nurse convinces me to come out. She's wearing one of those sexy nurse's cosplay. I'm not complaining about that. But as I slide outside there is no one to catch me.
There is a Lunar Goddess insulting me while I'm just falling. Finally, I land in something relatively soft. How lucky, it managed to break my fall!
But then the odor enters my nose. A putrid odor, one of decomposition, one of death. The soft surface I am lying on is skin and flesh. I can see faces, familiar faces. Everyone that I've always loved. All are there.