Nightmare on Rose Ave.

Yes folks. Last night in a moment of smashing brilliance I forgot to take my medicine before bed. I'm not sure which was more smashingly brilliant: that I forgot to take the medicine, or that 3 hours later I was tossing and turning, sweating and having nightmares and I didn't stop to think maybe it was cause I hadn't taken my little pills. This morning it finally dawned on me as I stared in the mirror and tried to figure out what the hell had gone wrong in my subconscious. Like I said... pure sheer dazzling brilliance.

Well at least there are only 4 hours and 32 minutes left to go. But who's counting?