Dreams

The T.C.: Hey it's 6:00. Like I just had the weirdest dream. Like I was talking to you in bed about something (forgot) then we tried to go to sleep, but you were lying your eye on my hand causing it to twitch, I tried ignoring it, but my hand fell asleep and I decided to watch TV, it was a western where some injun was trying to get away from some crazy white guy who wanted his money and he kept throwing...
The T.C.: knives at him, anyway for some reason he threw a rock in his mouth and he started choking then words saying "HE'S REALLY CHOKING" flashed in white text, like it looked real old LOL it all seemed pretty real. Also we were in some dump, but it felt really good, like sleeping outside without bugs somehow.
The T.C.: Anyway I had to tell you that LOL welp I gotta slide on up to Temple and see if papa's doing any better, I hope so. Odd thing was I got six hours sleep, and this is the first time I felt good getting up, guess cuz it's the first time I hadn't had a nightmare.
The T.C.: Oh yeah, I asked you "How did I get here?" thinking about my busted car and you were like "Aunno LOL"
The T.C.: Welp dream time is over, gotta suit up and go to the hopspital.