Dreams about yelling at people

I didn’t sleep that well over the weekend.  To a degree that does not make me happy, but at the same time, I don’t necessarily feel overly exhausted or anything, so I guess it’s kind of a moot point.  Regardless, part of it had to do with my dog spazzing out and barking whenever the cats would get overly rambunctious, and in the case of last night, apparently I was having a really vivid dream, that not only continued on through three sleep interruptions, but made me feel sadistically amused to the point where I forced myself out of bed to get to my phone where I jotted down the gist of it in Notes so I could brog about it now.

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