i have dreams that won't come true until late august. how disheartening...

it was 2 AM when i heard strange noises coming from the second floor. i go downstairs and mum's talking to herself on the hide-a-bed. so i wake her up and she starts babbling some incoherent mess about a lady being chased with a gun. i yucked it up and let her go back to sleep. she's a funny lady sometimes, especially when she's talking nonsense in her sleep.