I had another nightmare yesterday. It involved being put, along with a large group of others, into a huge dish with a mixer and then into one of those car crushing things. We came out as a perfect cube, metallic and humming with energy. We were a cube containing one hive mind, one almost soul, no conscience.
I haven’t been sleeping well lately.
I am disturbed by my nightmares. I have nights where I wake up unable to breathe, terrified out of my skull. I am itchy in that one spot where it’s impossible to scratch unless you’re super-flexible or have a back scratcher. Except that spot is my brain. Something’s troubling me greatly. I feel uneasy.
I suppose I had fun this break, regardless. I love my friends, I hate idiot people who can’t spell yet still try to insult me or undermine my intelligence. I’m not ready to go back to school. But that doesn’t matter. When something happens, it happens.
On a lighter note… Does anyone remember when people said “NOT!”?
“That’s a cool hat… NOT!”