Well I guess I spoke too soon. The night before was nice sure, but when I went to sleep with that whiskey still in my system I had bizarre unnerving dreams that made me wake with anxiety.
Swimming in oceans at night, looking for glowing fish? Watching out for sharks? Cities made of sharp angled glass? Feeling unwelcome in places I'll never see?
And what about the hallucinations? The man on my chair? The shadows moving past the window, the anxiety of it all?
And I had to wake up in a feverish delusion again. Aha, always something to go wrong with me. Yaaaap.
