nightmares

The other day I learned that sometimes the most random household objects can provoke unpleasant dreams. This is weird, because I'm fairly well convinced that most people aren't freaked out by bars of soap. But I have this odd "natural lemon-scented" soap that Klepacki gave me. And it dries in a really funny way, apparently--it gets cracks all down it. For some reason, this struck me as really creepy. And so I dreamed about it. The soap was a doorway to hell and demon monster things emerged from the cracks. I now keep a careful eye on my soap whenever I shower.

ajr