Dreams aloud

I'm already pissed about waking up early tomorrow :(

My dreams last night assumed a rather strange quality.
Somewhere in between dreaming, a cacophonous claw began scratching at serene walls of syrupy sleep.
It began dragging, tearing and ripping apart the thin fabric that kept me asleep and quietly comatose.

A liquid monster grunting unintelligible began to sneak inside of my reverie, like a wisp of smoke materializing from the inner foundation..a wallpaper peeling out in tone deaf growls, and I woke up to that only to realize a steady discord of snores unashamedly emanated from a people sleeping..people who under no circumstances believe when told that they snore.

So, I recorded a good measure of that snore as proof and waited for when the snoring halted to begin sleeping again.

Sigh.. that was as much about my night.
No dreams, none that I could remember.
But tomorrow sigh oh sigh.