"Dream On"

Yes, this is one of those. Another tense look into the author's psyche. I had another dream last night and I want to tell about it.

Sometimes, dreams can be very scary. Dreams about death and bankruptcy fall into this category.

Sometimes, dreams can be very nice. Dreams about life and opportune inheritances and winning lottery tickets fall into this category.

But sometimes, you get a little of both, mixed into a unconscious cocktail of oddity. Last night, I had one of these.

Now, I don't mean to be awkward in any way, and if at any point this post makes you feel that way, please feel free to stop reading. However, last night, I had a kissing dream. I don't remember who the girl was I was kissing, but I do remember that, I, the slumbering dreamer, felt as virile and confident as Arnold Schwarzenegger in Commando. Then, something happened.

She screamed, "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" And ran away.

I woke up.

Talk about an unexpected plot twist.