flimshaw

i took a nap this afternoon and i dreamt that i was fighting the neighbor who lives across the street. only it wasn't the guy who lives across the street it was somebody else completely. really all i remember is suddenly we were angry with one another and were staring each other down. i advanced and he shot me in the side of my forearm with a nail gun. i pulled the nail from my arm and i kept moving forward. he drops the gun and i grab it, unpluging the air (because nailguns run off air ...duh) and i throw it on the ground, breaking it. i look up and he's got this smirk on his face as he hooks the air to another nailgun, bigger than the first. i run and he shoots my arm full of nails. just then cops run up and i warn them. still running i look back and he shoots nails into my face, neck, side and i fall to the ground. i struggled to lift my head and say something to a cop with my mouth full of blood when my head drops and i jerk and wake up, heart pounding.

okay, i don't often have dreams like that but i have some wierd motherfucking dreams. i don't often have violent dreams like that but i have in the past. maybe it's because i watched dead alive this morning.

seriously though, what the fuck does that mean?