Nightmares of nightmares...

Well, this morning I woke up as usual..and everything was fine till I was on my way to college....

I just realised that last night, I had the nightmare of all nightmares--

I dreamt that I was holding a dagger and attempting to kill someone I vaguely recognise, but could not identify who was the poor fellow. And I don't remember me having any reason to kill - I just went and stabbed him/her right in the chest.

I remember clearly, the wound wasn't deep - I did not drive the blade to the hilt. But there was bleeding, and I remember my dream-self being extremely psychologically disturbed after the act.

...scary right? X___X