My nap today—naps are the joy of my life—was strange. Well a part of it was, at least. Here:

I dreamt this. At least I think I did, I cannot say for certain. Anyways, I was driving a car, absent-mindedly of sorts, and all of a sudden, right in front of me: a big hunk of roadkill. Only right as I’m about to smash into it, it flinches. Its stomach is shredded open, its guts are scattered all over the place, but it still flinches; it’s still alive; its head moves towards me.

And right then, I woke up with my mouth spread in horror and my eyes filled with dread.

But even this last part, I can’t say for certain if I was actually awake or not; I could have been dreaming this part, too.

It boggles my brain.