Bad Dream

This morning I awakened from a bad dream. (That'll Learn me to fall asleep at night.) While still half asleep I Twittered about it in a series of 140 character posts. I reprinted them below. (Please forgive Grammar Mangling ("grammangling"), as 140 character limits and half asleep don't mix well.)



Nightmare :(




Awoke to Literally feel and hear my heart pounding in my chest.




The emotion should soon fade, but since it was of something that could have happened, I'm left search my memory to see if recent event.




What's weird is that it's not even something that would scare me in real life; get my adrenaline up a bit, perhaps, but not frighten me.




I probably shouldn't even admit this, but as a child I was frightened all the time. I had an hellacious imagination, & nighttime was terror.




Once there was a Heart 2 Heart episode I saw when I was 7 that gave me nightmares for years. Stupid Stephanie Powers.




Now, I don't get scared any more. I get mad, and maybe sometimes I feel anxious, but never scared. Except....when dreaming.




Dream wasn't even imagination-saturated, either. No megalomanical robots or evil sexy rabbit assassins. Just a giant cockroach on my boxfan.




The cockroach was about 3.5 inches long, totally within range for anyone living in the South.




I only use one shot of Raid, though tempted to empty half the bottle. My room is not well ventilated, & I was worried about poison dispersal




I was also quite concerned about the cockroach being sucked into the boxfan and sprayed all over my bed!




Raid does work w/ one spray (if you get the BooYah! kind). What they don't tell you is that it doesn't work Right Away. Gotta sweat it out.




Damn cockroach flittered all over the floor as I tried to keep it in sight. Light was off CSI style, which, just like CSI, didn't make sense




At 1 point cockroach had many legs come out like a spider-hybrid. At the time didn't seem strange, but now adds to "only a dream" theory.




Last thing before I waking was cockroach yelping like a cat w/ its tail stepped on. Cockroaches can hiss, even bark, but not meow, right?




Alone in the Dark (save the laptop glow catching bedroom objects in their nefarious deeds), now seems certain t'was but a dream, not Memory.




(Though it is late March, which means at best, the dream was but a harbinger of another wonderful summer of La Cucaracha. Go South!)