Vulnerability

Date: 11/12/2016

I dreamt I was at the closing of an artist lecture. Caroline was there. She approached me, she began to antagonize me. Her temper was rising, as if she wanted me to get angry with her. I begged her to stop as I fought back my tears. I stood there, she is shorter than me but made me feel as small as an ant. Her aggression continued, until finally she slapped me. I lost all the strength in my legs. I had fallen straight back and absorbed all the landing force in the back of my head. There was a scream. Silence.