last night i dreamed that i was married to an extremely abusive h.h. holmes look-alike. one day we were driving in the middle of nowhere in a hideous jalopy of a van. he was drunk and asleep, but i went over a bump and woke him up. he proceeded to ruthlessly beat me for ruining his nap, but i managed to grab his hunting knife from the backseat and stab him, then open the passenger door and shove him out.
just as i was pushing him from the car, a cop drove the other way and saw my crime. i was arrested. my disgusting husband got to go free, and i had to serve a life sentence--in a women's reform prison in which my grandmother was the warden. horrifying.
