For whatever reason, I awoke at 3 AM, feeling completely rested and ready for the day. I got up and watched Torchwood and then thought I should try to get some more sleep as I would feel it later in the day. So I fell asleep and, in that hour and a half, had completely horrible dreams of rejection, despair, and forgetting how to fly. Some little unibrow girl told me I was ugly and her friend agreed. Unfortunately her friend was Heather Graham, so I couldn’t just shake it off. Part of the dream involved wandering into a crusty DVD/Game store and finding a beat up board game called “Pistar” by Ian Watson. It was $180 because it was an unproduced prototype. I woke up feeling ragged and demoralized, as though I hadn’t slept in a day. “Pistar” is probably a corruption of “Pirates.” The colorful shipwreck on a desert island from the dream game’s cover lends itself to this theory. Ian Watson writes science fiction novels, but I haven’t read any of them.

I guess the moral is don’t go back to sleep.