the Nonsense in Between

Murder on the 63rd floor

Recently I've had a stretch of insomnia accompanied by really screwed up dreams when i do sleep. If you really want into my disturbing brain read on...

Finally asleep I begin to dream. Dominic and I live in New York City in a highrise apartment. I get home to find Dominic acting wierd.
me: "how was your day, honey?"
dom: "good"
me: "what's wrong? you're acting weird"
dom: "i have to tell you something. sit down."
we sit on the sofa. dominic gets very serious
dom: "i accidentally killed the little boy down the hall"
me: "what the fuck did you just say?!"
dom: "i dont know how it happened it was an accident. we were talking and then i accidentally choked him, but i didnt mean to squeeze that hard and then he was dead. you have to help me. if they find out it was me i'll go to jail for life and i'll never be with you again. can you help me?"
me (feeling very nauseous): "how the hell do you accidentally kill a kid with your hands around his neck? how would you like it if someone accidentally strangled your little boy?"
dom: "it was an accident! are you going to help me or not? You have to decide now someone is coming"
Will truman from Will and Grace bursts into the apartment, he's also a tennant in the building.
Will pointing angrily at dom: "you killed that poor little boy, you asshole, why would you do that? this is a nice place to live. I'm a lawyer and i know how to put you away for a long time."
me: "what are you talking about? what boy? We just got home, did something happen in the building?"
dom: "yeah we've been gone allday, whats going on? Oh by the way you're not a criminal attorney so murder isnt your area of expertise"
Will: "oh yeah you're right"
will shrugs his shoulders and leaves
Dominic and I start discussing alibis. And come up with a good one. However, I'm still unsure if i should help him. My thoughts run rampant...He killed a kid. But I love him. I dont want him to go to jail but he did something really wrong. I already lied to someone for him so now i'm an accomplice. If we get away with it will we ever be the same? Will we always remember the day he killed that kid? I wish he hadnt done this, I just want things to be normal, like they were before he murdered someone. Wait I love him and all i care about is being with him forever of cours we can get through this. Or can we?

Finally I wake up very stressed from my dream and it's been haunting me ever since. I have some ideas as to why my brain put this together but I really didnt need to have such a stressful and disturbing dream to get it. Stupid subconcious.