I had the worst dream this morning. It wasn't scary, in fact, it was so pleasant that waking up and snapping back to reality was the truly horrifying part.
In it, I was laying on my futon. The TV was playing quietly and I was tightly wrapped in my snuggie. I began to doze off. I noticed how tired I was and (literally) said out loud: "Whew. I'm tired. I'm going to sleep"
I turned off the TV, went to my room and crawled into bed. It was so nice. Then what?
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
My alarm clock wakes me up. 7 o'clock. Time to start the day.
2 comments:
jeez, that's pretty bad. sorry dude.
thats terrible man, terrible.
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