When I woke up...
You know it's going to be a good day when the first thing you do is go upstairs, wrestle a dead bird away from your cat, go outside and throw it over the fence, come back in, discover there's blood on the floor, clean the floors with bleach, and then find that there are no bagels left for breakfast.
Also: I woke up from this really weird dream about twins fighting in WWII. The older one died because the other one couldn't save him, the whole family appeared and they had some kind of funeral procession with blue and red tree branches, the younger one sees a vision of some chef from his hometown who tells him to blow up himself and his brother's body with his last grenade. I woke up before he actually did it though.
Now what does that mean?
Also: I woke up from this really weird dream about twins fighting in WWII. The older one died because the other one couldn't save him, the whole family appeared and they had some kind of funeral procession with blue and red tree branches, the younger one sees a vision of some chef from his hometown who tells him to blow up himself and his brother's body with his last grenade. I woke up before he actually did it though.
Now what does that mean?