It was All Just a Dream

I wasn’t able to watch the debate last night but when I got home, I streamed Jon Stewart’s breakdown of it in absolute horror, and then I went to bed and had – I shit you not -one of the most horrific and realistic nightmares that I have ever experienced. When I awoke in a cold sweat this morning, I found Hack sleeping on my front porch in a pool of his own vomit and related my dream to him. Twenty minutes later, he had cranked out this manuscript. It made me feel a little better.