My fucked up dreams.

Well, first I woke up at 4:30 from one where I was alone at the bank. I went in the back to go to the bathroom and when I came out, the sky outside had clouded over darker than I had ever seen and all the shades had been drawn shut and the lights were out. Someone started coming in from outside and I realized that I was wearing only my boxers, so I started to panic. Then, the person walked up to me, and I thought it was a robber or something, but it turned out to be our daily courier. I woke up panting.

Then, I had another one in which I woke up laughing and I thought, “I need to remember that one.” Naturally I forgot.

Then, right before my alarm went off, I had one where I was doing laundry at some girls’ apartment where I had to ask them if I could borrow some detergent. Then I sat down with my laundry and proceeded to pick large pieces of fecal matter out of my clothes before putting them in the wash.

So, yeah, good times.