I think I'm going crazy.
The past 4 nights I've had dreams - rather, nightmares - about people trying to shoot and kill me. I never know who they are. But I guess I'd rather get shot in my dreams, as opposed to being devoured by hell beasts of the sea. Just saying.
A couple nights ago I had a dream that an airplane I was in sunk to the bottom of the ocean and there was no way out.
I seriously hope there is no legitimate "translation" to these dreams - I imagine that would render my life a bit grim. I swear I'm not psychotic. At least I don't think so.
Apparently my mom had the same type of dreams when she was pregnant... Dun dun dun. Yeah, I'm totally kidding. That would be the miracle of miracles. (Or accident of accidents. Hello.)
I'm going to go ahead and blame TV. Easy.
I'm not the only one who has loony killing dreams, right?