[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.