Tuesday, February 17, 2009

vivid dream

I think it was a dream. It had to be...right? I'm laying in bed asleep. Dead to the world. I hear the door to my room open.
"Whose coming into my room? Don't they see my post-it on the door, that I'm Napping?"

I hear this person walk across to the room to the stairs leading up to my bed. The stairs creak noisily beneath their feet. I sigh. I just want a nap.

I feel the bed dip. They're lying in bed with me now? The covers move involuntarily and I'm growing more agitated by the moment. I feel them tug on my pinky finger. Are they trying to hold my hand?

"STOP!" I try to yell, unsuccessfully. I hear them sigh and try to move the pillow from my face. I feel the heat from the sun on my skin. I'm trying to wake up now, this person is pissing me off. I'm kicking now and trying to sit up. They roll off the bed and walk back down the stairs...through the wall.

I stop thrashing. Did they just walk through the wall?

Fuck.

On a lighter note, I hope people come to our party :/

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