Two weeks off the booze and last night I had like a multi level freaky dream.

Like first I dreamed my apartment was transported to inside this giant beach bar that had an internal hierarchy based on mud wrestling. I was told that cuz I was new I was only qualified to wrestle long ranking wrestlers. But they told me I could increase my rank if I took the body of a patron out to see and fed them to the giant shrimps. So I did. I came back and they matched me with a wrestler who was an attractive lady but was apparently still low rank cuz she had a weird birthmark on her hand. I was like “yah know I don’t think I want to stay here”.

Then I “woke up” and realized this was actually all a movie I was watching with some other guys, and apparently they though I made it and were giving me shit for what a pervert I was, but I kept being like “I didn’t make this movie I was just in it!”

Then I “woke up” again and found those dudes had trashed my apartment, I guess for being a perv.

Then I finally woke up, sweaty, and had to go check to see if my shit was okay.

Maybe I should start drinking again.