Not a good punchline, brain...
Some stupid shit my brain pulled in early November:
I was having yet another "I overslept and I'm gonna be late" dream. As the dream progressed more and more different clocks showed up around me. All of them showed different times, so I wasn't sure anymore how late I was going to be or IF I was going to to be late to begin with.
Then I realized I do in fact not own that many clocks and that I was dreaming. So I woke up.
Or at least I thought so... I found myself on the ground on some pavement for no reason. Sure, okay. But then clocks kept popping up again and I figured out that I had merely switched to a different dream. I felt so betrayed about it.
So then I actually woke up. I looked at the clock. It showed me 4:20 ... I couldn't shake the feeling that my brain must have set that up. Not sure how, my inner clock couldn't possibly be that accurate, right? But I got kinda upset. I mean, all the setup and then THAT is the punchline? It's not even funny. OTL