The T.V. was on… They know I cant sleep with any noise. This very long walk down the stairs was complimented by CSPAN. I have been so stressed lately. I should be on a boat in the carribean right now but my son is regretably sick, which postponed my voyage. The living room was bright from the television, Thats how I saw him. All black, pistol in hand, Sitting on my couch. I never met this person before. and I could tell when i saw him that he was going to take my life. He then, very casually raised his pistol bearing arm. My eyes were wide, Gross, and tired. my skin crawled. my heart sank. all at once my entire body shutdown. I fell backwards and onto the T.V. Which went from something bothersome to something that would break my fall. needless to say, it fell through, and immediately 3,000 volts of electricity traveled through my body and into my cerebelum where it melts my brain into a sticky pudding-like goo. blood oozes out of my stomach and onto the hardly electrified television set, where it bubbles. before I slip away I hear the masked bandit murmur “I was watching that…”
Ever have a gnarly nightmare? did it go something like this.