Panic Over

Yes, once again I let the paranoia get the better of me. What an incredibly handsome fool I've been. It wasn't her, of course, and my legendery powers of premonition have failed once more. I really should stop letting dreams get the better of me. So I felt relieved, then incredibly guilty having forgotten that someone has actually died. Probably a couple of hundred yards from my house.
So now, finally, I'm going to get some sleep and tomorrow the world will look...like the same godawful shithole it looks like every day. Hastings.