I was in a house that Caleb Nichol blew up and that explosion killed 2 girls and 2 drag queens and my parents didn't care and I had a deaf 3 year old son and could only say "thank you" and "abortion" to him in sign and I had to lock myself in a basement with my best friend Britney Spears.
I dreamed I convinced Elin to walk down to Mexico to get tacos with me and then I found a skeleton sleeping in the basement.
I've gone from having dreams about weird stuff like floating wedding receptions and vans with meat freezers, to just pure conscious wish fulfillment. Really. Everything I want in my life that I dont actually have comes to me when I sleep. It's pretty much torture.