Insomniatic nightmare

I know, I know. It's way too early for anyone, but what can you do. As I've said in the past, I hate, I hate, I HATE insomnia. But a nice walk with the crew and a McDonalds has sorted me out something proper.....I'm still not awake though.

This is probably the first time I've had insomnia without getting homicidally angry. Maybe it's because after the hour I did manage to get some sleep, I woke up from a sweaty nightmare. I must say, when my head starts to mess with me, it can write a good storyline. I was at my Grandma's, but it wasn't my Grandma's. In it she was actually Mimi from Shameless (probably the person least like my actual Grandma you could find). I heard her shouting "Phil, do you hear someone? Hello?" I heard creaking. The darkness stayed and I listened. She said it again, and at that point I realised that my uncle Phil wasn't even in the house, and that she thought the person in there was him and that I was the intruder. Fearing for her safety I paniced and woke up.

As I lay there I wasn't scared. All I could think was "Well played subconscious. Good stoytelling"

I'll get you next time nightmare man!