Often times I wake up scratching my head. WTF? "Who made this pretentious piece of shit?"
Last night it was all pretty clear. More like a Monte Hellman kind of thing. I was on a river, the river was a highway, I was leading a caravan of people - swimming ahead of the pack, I was the scout. And there were BLACK SNAKES everywhere. I was evading them, wrestling with them, trying to clear the way.
The river was filled with BLACK SNAKES and it was my job to clear them!