re: #3 Charles Johnson

The night Donald Trump was elected, I had a barn-burner of a nightmare; actually woke myself up by shouting something incoherent, which I never do. I don’t remember many details of the dream, but the foreboding sense of impending disaster it left me with has only gotten worse since then.

I just started drinking scotch at 8:00 local and got monstered. No nightmares for me. Just a nasty hangover, in several senses.