Doom Dreams

[Drunk Monk]

I’m staying at someone’s house as a guest i think and I try to find the room where I’m sleeping. It’s dark or maybe I’m blind, but in this small house I seem to have lost my way. I go to a room where I think I should be but can’t find my backpack. There’s a disheveled bed that I may have slept in the night before, and a child’s bed that I don’t recognize. I go back out into the hall to see if there’s more doors and find a sliding one at the wrong angle that leads to a locker room, or maybe a large bathroom. Some one is in it so I close the door discreetly and return to the previous room. I don’t want to trouble my hosts, whoever they are, and tell them I don’t know where I am. I’m worried they’ll think I’m drunk, or just dumb. I find another door in that room that leads to a master bedroom where there’s a large mastiff sitting on a chair by the master bed who looks back at me curiously. I return to the original room and decide that is correct. Now there’s some other pet there. Remember I can’t see well. I think it’s a cat. I reach down to let it and decide that it must be a cat. 

I wake up having only been asleep a few minutes.

This is clearly due to my lack of sleep and staying in the Golden Nugget by myself. I’m still discombobulated. And my sleep pattern rhythm is all messed up.