Eyes shut, can only feel the air around. Body floating amongst a sea of black, empty and void of any light or color. Silence all around except for the soft puffs of air escaping from the mouth. The air felt like ripples of water moving past as if the air was water.
Suddenly, the breaths were broken. Violent, harsh coughs raked the throat. Arms flailing and the peaceful air attacked. Air rushing past from below, chilling like the wind from a blizzard. No air could be breathed in, only hacked out as both hands reached up, one at the throat and one at the mouth.
Falling, faster and faster and faster until...
Bam! My body jolted as I felt the soft, but squeaky surface of the pillow top bed. Coughs continuously passed up my esophagus as I desperately covered my mouth with two hands. Something soft and gentle began to rub my back as I laid on my side, finally beginning to recover from the coughing fit. I could hardly breathe with the sore lump that had formed in my throat. Turning around, my hand met his, our eyes meeting and showing concern and worry. Must have woken him up with the weird muscle spasm.
Rubbing my hand against his furry face, the curled, black hairs smoothing out to my touch, I felt him relax, his eyes closing and his breaths soft again. Sitting up, I moved past him and walked through the dark room to find a glass for water.
The dream symbolized my body suddenly crashing health wise. And that too early to be awake on a Friday morning began my bothersome, but short time of being sick.
Interesting way of portraying being sick. But how sick is this person? Is it a cold or the flu? If so, dreaming like that and choking on nothing and flailing around seem a bit much. Maybe just violently coughing and gasping after waking up from a deep sleep?
ReplyDeleteThe funny thing is... I actually wrote this from what happened to me. And I wrote exactly what had happened, which included me flailing around and not being able to breathe for a good few seconds. A muscle spasm caused the "crash into the bed" feel. The dream part was more of me not remembering my dream but suddenly feeling the illness drag me out of sleep.
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