Catatonic

Between the hours of 9p.m. yesterday and 9a.m. today my mind was filled with some of the craziest most epic and sweeping fever dreams to ever grace my mind. I wish I could remember them in full and then see how fucked up my unconscious is. All I remember is a hotel with red carpeting, trees, my mother, my sister, my house, psychic powers, arrows, people in neo-Victorian or possibly steam punk clothing, weird monsters, running, lots of running.