I've not lived in this town for long but I've seen a lot and experienced many things, such that I know what is right and wrong. You see I've been having these... how you say dreams they seem to be roughly the same but in many ways different, ill give you a quick run down of how all this goes about shall I? Ok then ill begin, it all starts in basically the real world except when I leave the house all the buildings are gone. I see many hills and trees luscious beaches and beautiful landscapes that you would never dream. I would check my watch and it would be going along with normal time as if each time I fall asleep I was moving to another plain of existence.

Its then that I notice the blueness of my skin the strange lack of clothing and coral like spines receding from my back, in a way like a hedgehog but the spines were set out like a cows body patterns but the holes were where the holes of the spines, you see in this world though I can think for myself but this body I'm inhabiting takes no notice. you see in this world there is no such thing as clean or even maturity I cant describe it in too much detail but it wakes me up with a queasy feeling in my throat. anyway back to describing this "beef-hog" as I like to call him, he walks around eating hot-dogs with his fox pal, it seems his name is marbles pooper but his nickname is dale. even stranger is that the body that I am cohabiting is named sunak, and hey occasionally run around at the speed of sound, as if they have nowhere to go and are just following rainbows. I know that sounds kinda corny but they sing that kinda thing about escaping cities when they are nowhere near a city at all.

despite marbles playing a big part in the dreams he only showed up halfway through this ordeal, after sunak had some sort of feud with a big monster rectangular and about the same size as sunak. it would fire glowing orbs of light towards sunak and it all seemed a bit too intense. after the explosion it went white for the rest of the 7 hours in the dream, and the next night sunak woke in bed next to dale. I'm not going to question it but I felt afterwards like I could feel everything that happened. the latest one was kinda vague like it was an unfinished story of sorts but what I did get from it was something about crayons.

I've only had these dreams recently but its been going on for about one or two months every single day, they normally last about seven hours and then I wake up unable to sleep till the same time the next day. I'm kinda used to it now the times that is not the contents of the dreams, I feel as if they are taking me over making me act differently. let me explain to you ever since this all started I've been enjoying the sound and smell of my own burp and farts, it sounds weird but I enjoy the smell where as before I couldn't stand the smell. I've also been acting on impulse a lot even if it gets me shunned or in trouble, ill walk into town on a whim and then just shout out the word "butts" then start dancing around like a lunatic then ill stop and act as if nothing has happened it gets worse everyday I think the dream is trying to draw me in to become one with this sunak creature.

this strange turn of events keeps spiralling more and more through immaturity and irrational actions and events I'm losing control of it all, its taking me all I have left just to write this. Id love to say I dislike this predicament but I kind of enjoy it, call me sick and demented but it gives me a rush like nothing I've felt before. I might just let it have control and see life from this new dark perspective live it on the edge and go out with a bang. or should I say... go out with a poot.