i woke up this morning remembering a weird dream i had last night.

in my dream i had moved back in with my dad, although not into the house that he currently lives in. anyway, my dad told me, "be careful there's lots of animals that run around here. if you see a bear (yes a bear) in the house, call animal control."

low and behold in my dream we had a cat, and when i went into my room, my cat was being chased by a baby bear. (i know, this is ridiculous. i have vivid dreams) anyway, i managed to get the baby bear away from our cat, but out of nowhere, the mom bear comes in my room and is PISSED. i run to my dad's room and wake him up from his nap. but for whatever reason, i lost my voice, so i was trying to tell him to call animal control because a bear was in my room.

what was so weird about my dream is that when i was trying to speak when i lost my voice, it was like i sort of knew i was dreaming and freaking out cause i couldn't talk.

then in a totally separate dream, i had a dream that three of my cousins and me were in a weird apartment building in the city and we were being chased around by a zombie torso. yes, a zombie torso. think 28 days later and using it's hands to move around. WEIRD.

i think i need to go to work now.