No booze for the second day in a row. They were getting bad. Out of just straight up exhaustion I catch up on about 4 hours of sleep and holy shit, I do not miss these fucking nightmares. The first one was me and the Heath Ledger joker (RIP) and i having and fucking hide and seek shootout in my house at night. Knife fights here and there throughout the whole thing. This was followed by me waking up and freaking the fuck out in a pitch black room and walking around my house looking around at 3am. Had no idea if it was real or not at the time.

The second one was a little less scary but was awful in the moment. Had a dream where I was taking a test in a classroom. I'm full blown retarded and cant get through the first page and all of the sudden everyone starts handing in their shit. I'm like holy fuk this shit isnt too too long and start counting the pages. Shit was like 30 fucking pages long and here I was on question 5.

Only to wake up at 8am cold as fuck, sweating, shaking, and scared to leave my damn room. Hope yall can avoid these.