Ever suddenly wake up from a super deep sleep and not know what the cause of your untimely waking is?
That's what happened to me this morning. Er, around noon.
It took forever for me to regain proper vision and motor skills, and even longer to remember what I had been dreaming about.
*shudders at the thought*
I'm not one that is typically disgusted by bugs, but this "thing" was atrocious. It was orange and black, with a huge stinger-type thing protruding from its head. I'd say it was more roach-like than anything, but I think it had more than six legs. Oh, and somewhere buried in my memory, I want to think the little fucker taunted me before it attacked.
That thing was built like an armadillo, but moved like a spider on a web. Ew. I'm pretty grossed out just thinking about it.
I don't remember if I died or if I was successful in killing the creepy bastard; the rest of the details are fuzzy. I'm not sure who I was with, or even what I had been doing before the prick came along. I don't even know why a dream like this manifested in my subconscious to begin with, but I'm pretty sure I'd rather have my typical dreamless sleep.
It's bad enough that I could have a cockroach, cricket, or even a scorpion come say hello at any time. But, at least they aren't the size of small dog.
Does anyone have any insight about what a dream like that might signify? Maybe if it didn't really have to be about some alien bug, I wouldn't be so weirded out. EWIE.