That joke isn’t funny anymore
I woke up from a nightmare around 2am last night.
When i realized that i was not dreaming anymore, i heard foot steps in my flat.
Oh god i thought. No, not this happening to me. God no!!
I was terrorized, thinking that someone got into my flat while i was sleeping.
With my heart beating so fast, i could just not think about what to do. Terrorized i was, until i realized that it was grozamour, who is now so fat that his cats footstep are enough to make the floor creak. Oh jesus…
I laid back and started remembering this nightmare i was having… I was in a dance class, repeating the steps of a really strange choregraphy, surrounded by classmates who were something like non human beings. And in my dream, it was kind of normal.