ok,
so last nite i couldnt sleep.
i felt kinda.. twitchy and noxious.
sitting up in bed i felt like i had to puke....
so i went to the toilet and BLAHG!!
i got sick.
the only thing i really had all day was a chicken burrito with a mole' sauce....
and when i barfed.. was just a ton of stomach acid or wutever?
i felt TONS better and after rinsing and brushing i fell asleep.
NOW
i had this dream.. about my brother mike whom i have not seen in a few years.
he kinda fell off the radar and for all i know? he is in jail as i type.
so this dream from wut i remember was him getting into my bed and me falling asleep only to wake up a minute or two later and tell him that he couldnt sleep in my bed but could sleep on my couch.
this played out once or twice before he headed to the living room.
i watched him as he walked down the stairs and there was sumthing off about it? like he was stumbling and flailing.
he hit the floor and had a massive seizure.. (not that he has to the best of my knowledge ever had one?)
it was bad and really scary. his movements and facial expression was really horrible.
he managed to tell me to call 911... so i ran upstairs to get my phone and that is all i remember.
2nd scene
i fall back asleep.. trying to think of anything but the dream i just had.
i manage and the next thing i know there is a loud KNOCK at my bedroom door?!?!?
i am suddenly awake (again)
i answer "yeah"
nothing but another loud KNOCK
i say "what!!!???
and its my roommate (rob) saying "dude.. i have to go to St Marys... my hand is swollen and in pain.. i cant even move it!"
i was still asleep and nothing really registered.
from what i remember i told him to let me know later what was wrong??
when he finds out at the hospital... let me know.
then i woke up to my alarm. tired as shit.
dot dot dot
as i type this i am fully unsure if that second part was a dream or reality?
i texted and called rob this morning and have yet to hear anything?
suffice to say?? thats the last burito i eat from that taqueria (maybe)
if you read that? which.. lets be honest? you probably didnt?
wut was your last weirdo dreamstate?
so last nite i couldnt sleep.
i felt kinda.. twitchy and noxious.
sitting up in bed i felt like i had to puke....
so i went to the toilet and BLAHG!!
i got sick.
the only thing i really had all day was a chicken burrito with a mole' sauce....
and when i barfed.. was just a ton of stomach acid or wutever?
i felt TONS better and after rinsing and brushing i fell asleep.
NOW
i had this dream.. about my brother mike whom i have not seen in a few years.
he kinda fell off the radar and for all i know? he is in jail as i type.
so this dream from wut i remember was him getting into my bed and me falling asleep only to wake up a minute or two later and tell him that he couldnt sleep in my bed but could sleep on my couch.
this played out once or twice before he headed to the living room.
i watched him as he walked down the stairs and there was sumthing off about it? like he was stumbling and flailing.
he hit the floor and had a massive seizure.. (not that he has to the best of my knowledge ever had one?)
it was bad and really scary. his movements and facial expression was really horrible.
he managed to tell me to call 911... so i ran upstairs to get my phone and that is all i remember.
2nd scene
i fall back asleep.. trying to think of anything but the dream i just had.
i manage and the next thing i know there is a loud KNOCK at my bedroom door?!?!?
i am suddenly awake (again)
i answer "yeah"
nothing but another loud KNOCK
i say "what!!!???
and its my roommate (rob) saying "dude.. i have to go to St Marys... my hand is swollen and in pain.. i cant even move it!"
i was still asleep and nothing really registered.
from what i remember i told him to let me know later what was wrong??
when he finds out at the hospital... let me know.
then i woke up to my alarm. tired as shit.
dot dot dot
as i type this i am fully unsure if that second part was a dream or reality?
i texted and called rob this morning and have yet to hear anything?
suffice to say?? thats the last burito i eat from that taqueria (maybe)
if you read that? which.. lets be honest? you probably didnt?
wut was your last weirdo dreamstate?
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