Dreams lately have been disturbed.

Sometimes if can consciously think of something else right when wake up they break into little shards and dissipate out of memory.

Not today.

The bathroom in my house had grown into a long hallway and right inside the door had my hands around the throat of a young woman. Squeezing.

Could feel her windpipe collapsing under my fingers.

When woke up wanted to cry.

Stumbled into the bathroom, normal size now.

In the mirror my face is puffy, circles under eyes. One eye is red, both are bloodshot.

Look tired. Haunted.

I spend the rest of the day trying to get the dream out of my head.

Don't like it.

Let's take a nap.

Please?