Dream Stalkers

A few nights ago, I was stalked by three mountain lions in my dreams. You know (or maybe you don’t) how you’re supposed to make yourself look really big if you encounter a mountain lion? That’s what I did, except I actually stretched out my arms and legs in bed in various ways and made life very uncomfortable for the animals and Gar. What really irks me is that whatever thing or nerve in your brainstem that blocks your brain signals from going down your spinal cord while you sleep, effectively rendering you motionless (true fact), is apparently not always working for me… wtf.