…Did you ever realize that? Real life is often referred to as a drag, and you’re constantly forced to complain to your friends about the shit you stumble over every day. And that shit, I might add, is usually not even worth the English language you waste on it. However, in your nightmares you’re too busy running down mysterious tunnels with some kind of shapeless evil at your heels to be talking about it. Sometimes it’s a pity, waking up, sweat-drenched, realizing that all that physical activity will have absolutely no effect on your body. All night you’ve been MacGyver – you’ve just barely escaped death about thirty times in two hours – and yet here you are at 4am in your sheets with nothing to show for.

October 21, 2005