So I was having a very strange dream. I was in a hospital walking around and there were a bunch of guys my age that were all prepped for some sort of eye surgery. Blah Blah Blah, no one cares about your dreams, they’re boring. The only interesting part is that as it’s coming to a close and I’m half waking up with the feeling of something crawling on my neck and cheek, a lady doctor stops me from entering a room and says, “What is written on Jeff’s table?” Starts to close the door, and then a fucking ant crawls in my ear.
This is how I wake up this morning. I’m trying to figure out what the hell is going on. And in my ear is this crazy noise, like water is filling up my ear. Must have been the ant burrowing. So for thirty seconds I’m clawing at my ear in a bit of a panic, nothing is happening cept every few seconds I hear that noise again. Eventually I just face my ear to the floor and pull open my ear as wide as I can, and it just dropped out. Can’t find the little bastard now, but I hope he’s dead.