Here lately, I'll bolt awake like 3 times a night, think I'm dying and then slowly realize I'm not.
Then I'll fall back to sleep and have fiery apocalyptic dreams.
The latest was a dream with lil fireballs peppered about. Buildings kept catching on fire, so I just made a dash for an old friend's truck... course they were dead. Had a bitchin' motherfuckin' CD collection and a pretty rad smartphone that was way too big for my liking. It was all greasy and scratched up and shit.
I see another truck get hit with a fireball and go off the road about to blow. Me and some other people are yelling "Get out, get out!" They jump out just before the truck blows and come running toward us. It's these two super hot young blonde chicks and we're like, "Thank God they survived!"
Then the cellphone rings and it's this foreign sounding chick (Asian?) calling me from a hospital somewhere in the US southeast, I think she said SC. I pause for a little bit, explosions off in the distance, anyone who's alive running around screaming, knowing this shit is happening everywhere...
And I'm like, "How's it going?" She was really nice and comforting, and after we were done talking, she kept texting me all these dumb/cute smiley/love emoties. That was prettymuch the dream.
Then I'll fall back to sleep and have fiery apocalyptic dreams.
The latest was a dream with lil fireballs peppered about. Buildings kept catching on fire, so I just made a dash for an old friend's truck... course they were dead. Had a bitchin' motherfuckin' CD collection and a pretty rad smartphone that was way too big for my liking. It was all greasy and scratched up and shit.
I see another truck get hit with a fireball and go off the road about to blow. Me and some other people are yelling "Get out, get out!" They jump out just before the truck blows and come running toward us. It's these two super hot young blonde chicks and we're like, "Thank God they survived!"
Then the cellphone rings and it's this foreign sounding chick (Asian?) calling me from a hospital somewhere in the US southeast, I think she said SC. I pause for a little bit, explosions off in the distance, anyone who's alive running around screaming, knowing this shit is happening everywhere...
And I'm like, "How's it going?" She was really nice and comforting, and after we were done talking, she kept texting me all these dumb/cute smiley/love emoties. That was prettymuch the dream.
