Dreams
Last week I had a dream that was a clear message from my subconscious that seems to have been pretty effective.
Earlier this week, I had a less reveleatory dream. I was a suspiciously side-burned man named Logan (but with neither claws nor mutant powers). After some time running through a construction zone, I ended up in a house. In the house, I was attacked by zombie ninja viking gangsters - viking criminals using japanese swords. I was able to disarm them and kill them with their own weapons, because in the dream I was bad-ass. Sadly, they were zombie viking ninjas, so they got back up after being hacked to bits. I then ran around lighting things on fire in the hopes that, if I could burn down the house, the fire would kill them permanently. Nothing in the house lit well, so I went out on the yard and lit the tall dry grass on fire. It went up with a whoosh, but burned out almost immediately. I was annoyed by that when I woke up.
Last night, I was dreaming of a door opening, and the sound panicked me into waking up. Just as I was about to fall back to sleep I heard what sounded like a deep gravelly voice snarling very close by. I shouted and jumped to my feet. It turns out both the door sound and the snarling were Lizard snoring next to me. I am very tired this morning.
I order a chai latte when I got in, and the barista misheard and gave me a full-strength coffee latte instead. NAO WE R AWAK!