Stupid REM Moments
Why do we have irritating dreams, sometimes? You know, the ones where you have to dial a phone to make an important call but all the numbers are hard to read and you keep slipping up and have to re-dial over and over again?
Last night: an endless, blank stairwell. Nothing but repeating flights of concrete stairs and buzzing flourescent lights. No exits no matter how far up or down I travelled and I swear that all that sleep I had during this dream was completely useless, judging by the number of cups of coffee it has taken to get going today.
Damn you, sleep demons! Why can't I return to the grand old days of dreaming about that peaceful island where stress did not exist? Or all those women? Or that peaceful island with all those women?
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