Creative title, huh.

Anyway, last night I couldn't sleep very much so I only got one bland dream and one fragment.

6/22

I haven't shaved for about 5 days and I look pretty bad. I am wandering around my old high school campus. Everyone seems to be walking the opposite direction as me wherever I go. People try not to look at me and some stifle laughs or looks of disgust. Something else was wrong about me besides the not shaving thing, but I can't remember what it was.

Fragment: Someone that I have debated politics with on an online message board (can't remember who; might be fictional) is a big black cat sitting in someone's lap on my dad's lazyboy.