January 21, 2005
A fight ruined a potentially memorable dream for January 21, 2005
Potential TOO MUCH INFORMATION alert
I can't remember too much of the dream.
I remember incorporating the loud crashes into the dream before a particularly loud crash woke me right up.
My upstairs neighbour apparently got into a fight with someone. Or maybe it was on the staircase.
IT WAS FUCKING QUARTER AFTER THREE IN THE MORNING!!
The fighting stopped 10 minutes after I woke up.
Thunderstorms can't wake me. Loud wind doesn't phase me. I slept through a Class 1 Hurricane. I slept through loud TV, music and boring movies. I can sleep through drunk people yelling.
There are two things in the world that wake me up, guaranteed: sex in a nearby room and fighting in a nearby room. The actual act. I can sleep through recordings.
I can't remember too much of the dream.
I remember incorporating the loud crashes into the dream before a particularly loud crash woke me right up.
My upstairs neighbour apparently got into a fight with someone. Or maybe it was on the staircase.
IT WAS FUCKING QUARTER AFTER THREE IN THE MORNING!!
The fighting stopped 10 minutes after I woke up.
Thunderstorms can't wake me. Loud wind doesn't phase me. I slept through a Class 1 Hurricane. I slept through loud TV, music and boring movies. I can sleep through drunk people yelling.
There are two things in the world that wake me up, guaranteed: sex in a nearby room and fighting in a nearby room. The actual act. I can sleep through recordings.
