I get nightmares very rarely nowadays. And on those nights I'll wake up three different times and have three different nightmares.

The last time this happened I also had a bit of sleep paralysis. You know, where you're kinda awake but you can't really move or scream while it feels like something is pinning you to your bed?

Anyway, last night I dreamt that my dad ate all the cookies I made before going to sleep. I got really upset. He doesn't live with us, though. But I better go check on those cookies just in case.