About nightmares

I don't feel good.
'cause last night I had a nightmare with crazy psychopathic neighbors, children made out of wood and even Obama. I woke up at 2 o'clock in the afternoon only because I had to work at 4. And even thought it's already midnight I don't feel fully awake. Maybe because I'm sitting here waiting for the train, with nothing else to do but wonder. Or maybe this is all only a dream so I'd better run before the crazy neighbor comes after me again.