[Editor’s Note: The following is a piece I wrote waaaaay back in 2018 that
I’ve touched up, edited, and tweaked so it reads a little better. Enjoy the
chaos that’s to follow! ~BallisticToaster]
So I had a weird dream last night. A funny dream.
It’s not often that I have dreams that make me laugh, much less even remember
them; the inner-workings of my subconscious conjure dreams so inane,
existential, nightmarish, or all of the above that it makes the entertaining and
coherent dreams I have stand out even more for having had them to begin with.
Least of all because they’re a change of pace from the mundanity of the
persisting horrors.