One of my dreams last night involved sitting in a facility somewhere, while someone shaved off my leg hair and then drew it back on with charcoal pencils. 

I wish I could remember the rest.

I tried to take a short nap this afternoon, but I had a nightmare that I kept fading in and out of, never quite able to wake all the way up even though it was increasingly terrifying. It was about a bleeding, wounded man who needed help I couldn’t give very badly, and was blocking my way and creeping me out - he flopped sideways out of his clothes and onto the sidewalk at one point, where his head shrank and I saw that he only had one arm.

When I finally managed to wake up and shake it off, I tried again. But every time I started to doze off I kept hearing announcements being made over a loud staticky overhead speaker system, like at a grocery store.

So, I just got up.