last night in a portion of a dream i had i was suddenly drunk.
i was in a hotel room and i had to get something out of my car when i realized this. the room numbers kept changing as i tried to focus on what room i needed to come back to. I was staying in Amerisuites 16, which was a merger between Amerisuites and Motel 6 to be this super hotel with thousands of rooms in a dozen buildings. once i got to my car, i realized i forgot my keys in the room. and i was trying to act normal but knowing that everything i was doing was exaggerated. walking, speaking, the whole 9. I turned around to go back, not knowing which direction I should be headed in – there were rooms everywhere. i was screwed. i took off in one direction and tried to jump onto a dirt ledge with poor motor skills and great difficulty and i was so pissed off I yelled to myself “time to wake up!” and i did.
crunchberries may be a factor.
being up at 4 am i am newly aware of how many trains pass nearby in the middle of the night.