I had a nightmare in the middle of the day, and it left me with the worst feeling upon waking.
Whenever it’s a nightmare, the same faces always appear—my parents, my grandmother.
And in those dreams, they always come at me, attacking.
If there really are dream demons, they’re unbelievably one-patterned. What a fool. Still, I was completely drained by it.
Even though I tried to wake up, my body stubbornly clung to drowsiness.
So I slapped my own face and forced myself awake.
──I just want to forget.
Namu Amida Butsu.
日本語版note：
凡夫日記：昼間の悪夢と南無阿弥陀仏
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