I had the strangest dream t0 the soundtrack of LCD Soundsystem‘s New York I Love You:
I accidentally poured Drano on my forearm (my left one). I felt no pain. But I did notice that the Drano was slicing through my skin and working its way down to the bone. But not in a messy way. In clean slices like knife cuts. I didn’t feel any pain though. But I told my son I should probably go to emergency. I was going to try to fix it myself by pulling the wounds tight. But I knew that would only be a “bandaid solution.” I knew I had opened myself up. Made myself vulnerable and was dealing with it right by seeking expertise.