Bennerman's Dream Journal

Went to the beer store with my mom. Started drinking in the car, and we passed the police station. I thought we would get in trouble because I had an open bottle of alcohol in the car, but it turns out that my mom was smashed too. We pulled into the parking lot for some reason. A 5 year old girl offered me a joint, but I turned it down, because I knew she was a police informant. Went to my aunt's and uncle's. I recall jumping on the bed. I looked at my empty beer bottle, and it was on fire. I blew the flame out and looked inside it, and it turns out it was on fire because the bottle had mold in it. And I mean about half an inch of thick, solid mold clinging to the sides of the bottle.

Woke up at 8:04, because my alarm was set for 9:30, so I guess that's when my REM cycle ended.