May 18, 2015 09:25
Just had a dream where I caught a child stabbing a horse in the head with a double-pronged tine. I remonstrated with the child; the child in turn gribbled rather sulkily.
I knelt, embraced the child, shushed him and kissed him... and calmly informed him I was going to chew his face off for being an evil little snot. I really meant it too.
Well.
I suppose that's one way to wake up on a monday morning.
disagreements with morpheus,
dream