Since I restarted writing on a daily basis I’ve had two gaps. One on Superbowl Sunday as I recall and another yesterday.
Both nights I had dreams that I was trying to conceal a dead body. The first time my mother in law caught me burying the body. The second time had a CSI flare to it.
These aren’t the first dreams I had since I started 1000 Days that referenced my writing, just the least creepy.