Ick
I’m really not sure which is worse:
- Having a (prolonged) dream in which I the protagonist am dealing with a thin, wriggly worm extruding itself from the corner of my right eye.
- Not having it all come out at once.
- Using tweezers to aid the process.
- Discovering a second worm further back on the orb after it was done.
- Having a mental landscape so bizarre that none of you who populate it gave comment on the phenomenon, making it nearly impossible to recognize as a dream and thus difficult to control and end.
I am so totally awake right now.