What a completely miserable night I had last night. I
don't believe I have had such a nightmare in my entire life. The gist of it was
that if I stayed on the bed, I was safe. If I left the 6.5' x 5' area that was
my bed, and stepped onto the carpet, there was about a 90% possibility that a
creepy hand would come up and grab me by the ankle and drag me down through the
carpet into a basement where there were a multitude of what can only be
described as current TV sitcom and drama series television stars who looked
pretty normal on the outside, but who obviously had turned to cannibalism.
These people were eating people that they
dragged down into their basement lair! The same thing went for being outside.
If you're on the sidewalk you're safe. If you step into the parking lot you
better run because something will be grabbing at your feet through the asphalt.
As far as I can remember, this scenario went on ad nauseam and I woke myself up
several times kicking at the grasping fingers. When Donna from "That 70's
Show" decided to quit being a cannibal, the whole dream took a turn. All
the cannibals decided to turn from their wicked ways and eat normal food like
oatmeal and fruit. The vast majority didn't like the new diet so now, although
I could halfway trust that I wouldn't get grabbed, there were moments when I
knew that Rick from "The Walking Dead" and Leonard from "The Big
Bang Theory" were looking at me and contemplating backsliding.
Needless to say, my sleep was fitful at best and there is
definitely something wrong with me.
This made me hungry.
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