Last night, I had the strangest dream... 'I end up taking like 2 ambien so that maybe... just maybe I would get tired an go to sleep. I remember talking to my mom on the phone at about 11:30 and then deciding that I was going to go for a walk because I wasn't really tired. I remember slipping on my shoes and walking out the door... that's where things get a bit... hazy. Very vaguely I remember walking down the steps. The next thing I remember I'm sitting in the woods by my house, in the mud, hallucinating my ass off. The trees were deffinently shapes of people, or more like humanoids of some sort. I think the darkness was pooling into blobs and forming phosphorescent faces. I then adjusted my seat in the mud and had the far off thought that my shoes were untied. I remember talking to the "forms" I was seeing, I'm not completely sure, but I think that I might have been yelling. I asked the trees, "What do you want me to do?" a few times and everything blacks out from there until I have the slightest recollection of almost falling backwards while climbing up the steps to my door.'

This morning, my mom comes in and wakes me up, she asks me, "Where were you last night?" Obviously I was sleeping. She then tells me that when she came home the front door was open, my light was on in my room, and I was nowhere to be found. Perturbed, I tell her I don't know what she is talking about but that I had the strangest dream... Reaching down to scratch my knee, I realize that I'm wearing pants, odd, normally I sleep nude. Remvoing my comforter I see that I'm wearing blue jeans with mud on the knees and on my seat. Upon further investigation, I find muddy shoes and a few thorn pricks on my left hand. So I have come to the conclusion that ambien is bad for me.