Morning of crazy dreams
I woke up at around 4:30am having to use the bathroom, and in my last dream I had walked into a men's bathroom, walked to one of the last urinals, and a short Indian guy followed me, finally saying something to the effect that "Michael Douglas died."
After I woke up from that, went to the bathroom, and then back to sleep, a bizarre series of dreams followed:
- A mountain lion jumped on one of my sisters. I found a pitchfork and impaled it, presumably killing it, and my sister was fine.
- A second mountain lion appeared, and as I went to kill it, it turned into a pretty young woman. For some reason I decided I needed to kill it/her, and began to suffocate her. But then another young child came by and asked what I was doing, and it made me wake up a little bit, realize what I was doing, and let her go.
The dreams got even wilder, involving my oldest sisters, but as I write this a few hours later, I can't remember them. I do remember waking up and being glad to be awake.
(There are a lot of things going on with my family at the moment, and I'm sure these last few dreams had to do with all of that. The "Michael Douglas" thing was before all the violence started.)