Sitcom Dream
This could be a dark piece that has
significant humor in it. The darkness
of the dream from which I awoke this
morning vs. how hard I try making it
funny in some way. But really, all I
remember is smashing a champagne
bottle into a sink, which represented
the sink I can see from where I type
this, the sink in my apartment,
smashing a champagne bottle onto
a mouse that had somehow made its
way into the trough of my sink. There
was blood, but in the end no mouse.
Or I woke up. What about that is funny?
