Monsters in My Head
Posting from: Tucson, AZ
I had another nightmare last night. In this nightmare, I was driving somewhere in snowy, icy, foggy, wet weather. I think it may have been Butte. I checked to be sure the area was clear, but somehow I changed lanes at an inopportune moment. It was not clear if it was my fault or not. There was a sound of smashing glass and metal, and I saw a sideview mirror fly by. I did not see the car that I hit, but I somehow new that it was a police car. I did not see what happened to the car. I started trying to pull over or turn around to go render aid and see what happened, but I just kept going forward. Each time I tried to change lanes or turn, I'd either have someone in the way or it would be too foggy to see if someone was there or something like that. I kept getting further and further away from the accident. Now I started to worry that I had killed the driver of the police car or that someone would think I had committed a hit-and-run even though I was trying to go back and just couldn't.
Fortunately, I woke up at that point and realized that it was all a dream.
Fuck this shit. I want the incredible sex dream again. That was the sort of dream you never want to wake up from, and when you do wake up from it, you have a warm, happy glow inside you and you walk around with a grin on your face that hints to other people you have a delicious little secret you're not telling.
I had another nightmare last night. In this nightmare, I was driving somewhere in snowy, icy, foggy, wet weather. I think it may have been Butte. I checked to be sure the area was clear, but somehow I changed lanes at an inopportune moment. It was not clear if it was my fault or not. There was a sound of smashing glass and metal, and I saw a sideview mirror fly by. I did not see the car that I hit, but I somehow new that it was a police car. I did not see what happened to the car. I started trying to pull over or turn around to go render aid and see what happened, but I just kept going forward. Each time I tried to change lanes or turn, I'd either have someone in the way or it would be too foggy to see if someone was there or something like that. I kept getting further and further away from the accident. Now I started to worry that I had killed the driver of the police car or that someone would think I had committed a hit-and-run even though I was trying to go back and just couldn't.
Fortunately, I woke up at that point and realized that it was all a dream.
Fuck this shit. I want the incredible sex dream again. That was the sort of dream you never want to wake up from, and when you do wake up from it, you have a warm, happy glow inside you and you walk around with a grin on your face that hints to other people you have a delicious little secret you're not telling.



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