kelsie

Apparently my subconscious hates me, because last night was a night of terrifying dreams that seemed to last for hours...
In the first one, everyone was turning into zombies through a virus (a la 28 days) and even the people on TV could catch it and jump through the screen to attack you. The worst part was, they weren't the stupid, slow moving zombies, they were fucking smart. They didn't let you know they were zombies until they were ready to attack, so you couldn't trust anyone!
My Mom died in the second dream, which doesn't sound nearly as terrifying as it was to watch. Nothing spectacularly gory or sinister, but it was all too realistic considering my Mom isn't exactly a spring chicken.
So now I'm awake on a Sunday morning waaaaayyyy too early and I have a stiff neck from rolling around all night.

Come to think of it, I can probably imagine why I had a zombie dream. This is my wallpaper and I was up for a long time on here last night...