My apologies about another dream post, blame the interwebz for it’s lack of creativity with my spam messages these days.
Anyway, I will tell you what I remember from my dream. I recall being lost in the woods and yelling for help, then my internal alarm clock sort of woke me up. I thought I saw a cheesy sheet ghost floating near me in bed, and while I tried to attack it or scream (I could do neither-of course) it WINKED at me with it’s evil grin! Once I started to wake up a bit more and my eyes came into focus, the ghost was my leg resting upright. MY LEG! Good thing I didn’t go Ricky Bobby and stab my leg with a knife, or think I was on fire.