I was in a seminar/workshop last week from Thursday to Friday in Antipolo. It was a long day session. Drank so much water and coffee in the cold function room that I kept on going to the rest room...
At night, I wasn't feeling all to well because for some reason, my stomach was upset. I turned in early around 10pm.
Remember from INCEPTION how you don't know how the dream starts? You're always in the middle of it. So I was walking down a road and a red-head caucasian walks next to me and talks to me. Suddenly, her red hair turns black and so do her eyes. She was the devil! I woke up from the dream with my stomach rumbling. I checked the time and it was 2:48am. Frikkin 12 minutes before 3am!?!? I wanted to wake up my room mate but I got scared because his voice might change or something. I went to the bathroom and detoxed. Yes, I will call it that. With an upset stomach, you detox!
I tweeted to take my mind off the dream. I left the bathroom door open for a "night light" effect.
I went back to sleep and I think I had another weird dream about poltergeists or something. Ack! I forgot to flip the pillow!
The next day, I was feeling terrible with an upset stomach and a bad dream running through my head.
I hate it especially when it involves evil. I tell you. It sucks big time. I talked to several friends and they said that nightmares were a way of disposing "garbage" in the mind. Another friend said that you gotta leave all the crap in the bathroom. So there you go, I should've detoxed before sleeping. Grrr.
Anyway, you guys sleep tight alright?