Last night I dreamed that I woke up to a scratching sound on the living room door. I went to check and found the bottom of the door was bent up and out and an evil gnome was trying to squirm his way under the door. I keep a small glass vase near the front door as a change holder and it is full of change. I scooped it up and smashed it into the gnomes head and than dashed back into the bedroom to get my pistol. I would not call it a nightmare, but it was a strange and unsettling dream and I am sure it was symptomatic of the stress I've been under. Other than the dream of the evil gnome I slept well last night and woke refreshed this morning.
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