I just woke up. The analog clock in the bathroom was flat-lined, and i was like, wtf i dont know if its 9:15 am or 2:45 pm. Omg its 2:45. No construction or needing to pee waking me up. I was dreaming! I was reading bedtime stories to Eric Braeden. I was flying to Italy without a passport. I was moving out of my ex MIL's house. I was filling out effing timesheets.