No way I’m getting back to sleep for the last twenty minutes before my alarm goes.
Besides which the dream I had for the last two hours or so involved me continually waking up and realising it was a dream.
Started off, iirc, with a layer in which I got to work and renovators had moved all the desks and replaced the monitors with microwaves and old TVs… and then, a few false wake ups later, ended with me looking out my bedroom window and seeing hundreds of dogs running into view, having a Lord of the Rings esque battle before being joined by horses who really started fuxking shit up. Then I look back in my room and there’s Jarvis Cocker fleeing from the horses coming at the window, who I follow to my parents room.
Then I woke up in my parents room, said “wow! I was sleepwalking!” They informed me that I was still in my bed, and then woke up in said bed.
I’m knackered now what a monday