Gunny Walker

  Yesterday's post was one of those times where you have a really great idea for a movie or a book, but you are in the car, or the shower, or at work. By time you actually can sit down and write it, you forget what it was that was so cool. That's what yesterday's post was. I wish that I could remember what my dreams better.
  Lately, I've been having some crazy dreams. I think that it's got something to do with the new job. Last night all I can remember dreaming about was zombies. The night before was about getting stabbed in the mall after having an argument with some one. I seem to be remembering my dreams every night. Usually, I go for months and don't remember a dream. I just hope I am not sleep walking as well.
  I remember one time when I was a kid, I was camping with a friend. I actually got up, stepped on him, and went out side. I left the tent open and didn't close it after coming back in some time later. He tried to wake me up but eventually had to close it himself. He was seriously pissed.
  That's the thing about sleep walking. People yell at you for stuff you KNOW you didn't do. For some reason after a story like that, people still don't understand why I want my own hotel room on trips.