My dreams for the last two nights have been surprising disturbing. I don't really know why. Last night I dreamed that thousands of maggots and bugs swarmed around my room and around me as they spilled unto the ground and I crushed as many of them as possible, but to no avail.

Last night I dreamed that I was being attacked by hundreds of blood splattered boys. Their left eyes all blood shot and squinted while the right seemed to be the eye of a wolf set aglimmered by the full moon.

Am I going mad?

It's mom's birthday. I have to call.