In my dream life, horrific things happen.
I’ve died, seen people killed, tried to kill people, frequently run away from killers, kissed people (I don’t know about you, but kissing can be horrific) and really, the rest follows suit.
Last night was no different. Terrorizing was replayed in various forms in 4 new and creative horrific dreams. Awesome!
So you can imagine why I’m not expecting a fairytale tonight.