So, I had a dream last night, and it was awful, because it was the best dream EVAR and then I was sad when I woke up. So, in my dream, I went to the pet store and for an adorable fluffy orange kitten. I named it Cupcake. Then I went into the parking lot, and some creepy insane terrorist dude was running around with a strawberry hat thing, and chasing random cars, and there were also weird goth teenagers sitting around. Aaanyways, I survived, and so I went home. Then I had a kitten and started playing with it. Basically, my life was perfect.
Then I woke up, and was so sad. Aren't those the worst kind of dreams? When it's perfect, so when you wake up and the world seems so much worse? Those are worse than nightmares, in my opinion. It's like being taunted in your sleep by weird insane people running through parking lots.