Naptime

[kommissarkillem]

I just woke up from an extra coupla hours of sleep in which I dreamt that a mysterious busfire/explosion while listening to Of Montreal killed the parents and siblings of a two year old boy at the same time that it magically transformed him, Tom Hanks style, into a fully grown man, whom I subsequently adopted. What followed was actually a pretty heartwarming movie sorta thing, complete with my character's manful, open weeping while holding a six foot seven, fully bearded two yearold as he cried. This is in retrospect, I didn't realize anything meta like that during the dream, in fact it was immersive enough that I woke up expecting to find the big guy curled up at the foot of the bed.

Something of a relief that it was a dream, in otherwords.

Work soon,
-Andrew