dream (kinda morbid)

A guy that looked like Danny DeVito and I were hiding in a house while a thunderstorm ripped some shit outside. After it all blew over, we went to a diner. The owner approached us very upset. Apparently we left our Asian baby in the diner all week.

I went over to the kid, who was spaced out. I snapped my fingers in front of its face until it finally blinked. Full of guilt, I snatched up my baby Asian and ran back to the house with Danny DeVito. I knew those people at the diner hadn’t fed her for a week, so I had to get some fluids in her. She kept projectile vomiting so I put her in the bath to clean her up a bit. (All of this was very distressful.)

Well get this. After I started cleaning her up, she turned into a fish. Like a catfish. Then I looked away and when I looked at my now baby Asian catfish it had turned into a large, like, Mayan or Aztec looking statue. At this point Danny DeVito and I were completely freaked out. And I stated, “You see, she just keeps becoming more industrial and hard.”

At this point, I woke up and had four minutes to lay awake and think about this dream before my alarm sounded.