May 27: A Nightmare--The Worst Kind

I am climbing on top of a fridge in a strange house. When I get to the top and stand up, I realize I have to really, REALLY go to the bathroom. I open my pants and let 'er fly. I am astonished at the amount of liquid coming out of my body and the thought comes to me that I should be very careful getting down from this fridge. I could slip in the mess I am making all over the linoleum floor. The next thought that comes to my head (praise the heavens above) is: Something doesn't feel right. This isn't real life. I think this is a dream. This is a dream. This is a dream and I am peeing. This is bad. This is very bad. Wake up. Abort mission! WAKE UP, DANE!!!!!!!!