The Nightmare
Last night I had the scariest dream ever. I dreamt that I was given a trip back home to the US to visit, but I had to go just them and couldn’t bring anything, or tell anyone. When I arrived home I couldn’t recognise anyone. (I believe this part of the dream stemmed from a medical science show I was watching about a man who had a blood clot in his brain and in the process of getting it out they damaged the section of his brain with face recognition making it impossible for him to recognize anyone, including his own children.) So, I was home, but I didn’t know anyone, or recognize anyone and the only thing I got to do the entire time was home was go to Wal-Mart.