Writer's Block: Last Night's Dreams (stealed from Jymi)

Seriously, I dreamed about some guy I used to know breaking into my house. He was crouched down in front of the sink and window and was smoking the roach of a joint. I chased him out of the house and over the back fence (which is a feat, considering it's height) and then the cops pulled up...They thought I was escaping with him rather than chasing after him and they arrested me.

I woke up with this horrible tightness in my chest. Ick.

The night before I had this dream about a misspelling on cue cards for a news show or something....I recall saying, in the dream, that the cue card guy was an idiot, "I mean, falter, fathom, follow, and the twat writes 'fathow'". Seriously.

Lately my dreams have been really wicked and I can't stop thinking about them during the day, so it was cool to do this writer's block thing.