Sleep is the Cousin of Death

So I didn't sleep at all last night. I hate it when I know I have to be somewhere early and people are counting on me. It was like I didn't sleep at all. I must have, I had some really weird dreams.

I dreamed that I wasn't married to Daddylish, but we were still together and in a relationship. He was also in a relationship with another woman and they had a baby together. The baby wasn't a newborn, but was young enough that he was still being nursed by this baby momma.

What the most disturbing part of the dream was that he drank her breast milk and said that it was delicious.

I decided to consult the Internet, as every one knows it is the prime source for factual information. Especially when diagnosis physical or mental illness as I am prone to do. I have frequent recurring themes to my dreams, but this is a new one.

I wish I knew better than to harness the power of interwebz. Don't Google your dreams people, it's weird and upsetting!