I dreamt there was something in bed with me...us, my wife and I. It was small. Moving? The bedroom had a drop-ceiling, one of the tiles was gone. The thing in the bed, it occurred to me, was a rat. I kicked it from the bed. The room was very dark; in the ceiling, exposed by the missing tile, there was squirming. More rats. In the ceiling. The bed was alive with them. I didn't find it pleasant and thought it would be a good idea to get out of bed. They went into a frenzy, 6 or 7 biting me at once.
It woke me up.
No comments:
Post a Comment