bump in the night.
so I just woke up from a dead sleep and felt like something really important in the hotel room had changed, but I didn’t know what. like a door was open that wasn’t before, or a camera was in a corner that hadn’t been, or my bed had moved further from the wall—something lecherous.
like a horror movie where everyone in the audience is like “bitch, the man in that painting MOVED! this is your cue to get the hell outta there!!” but she just rolls over and continues to snore.
eep. if I’m stabbed in my sleep tonight… this post is proof I knew something was amiss.
also, I need to stop having creepy dreams. it makes for weird hazy sleep writing. ^^^ case in point right hurr.