An Encounter of the Fourth Kind

Last night a great heaviness fell through the roof dropping like a boat anchor into my dreaming mind. It was sentient, a being as hard as steel and massively stupid. I felt its dumb confusion, its awkward alarm, I winced as it lumbered around my head-space crashing into my own startled thoughts though I realized on some level of awareness that I was still living in a bad dream. The brutishly bulky being wanted answers, I wanted answers, the dream had no answers. Eventually that solid hulking creature gave up turning my inner-state over and smashing my neuronal workings over its big stony head. Oblivion took us both. When daylight unveiled the long night I looked about me the bedroom was not ransacked but my brain was blinking on ‘check engine’ light, and something was still asleep on the backseat of my mind. Tonight I will take a strong drink and 2 Ambien incase its guttural snoring, or its chaotic dreams wakes me up again.