11:12 PM, Wednesday, Nov. 23, 2011
This morning, I had the first nightmare I've had since I was about 12, and it involved obtaining korean superstar status, becoming rich and getting robbed and blackmailed. It ended with a $9000 debt that horrified the dream-me to death and all I could imagine was how much I'd have to suffer to pay it back, and that's when I started crying.
The funny thing is, is that I must have started crying and sobbing, half awake, when my mother entered the bathroom about three metres away from my bed. But by the time she left it, I had already calmed down and fallen back to sleep.
Regardless, this starts my notebook of dreams.