I had a dream and an idea

And a scary one at that, but not scary as in "monsters" or "ghosts" but a much more realistic fear. It was a dream where the culmination of all my lies that I've told in my waking life came right back round and bit me in the arse.

There was one specific part that got to me though, I was in what seemed like a waiting room with screens hanging off the walls displaying golden lines of text. I looked up at one of them, the one situated above and behind the head of a secretary sitting at a desk. On it I saw what seemed like a list, upon closer inspection I realised it was a lost of all the things I had illegally downloaded off the internet.

Now I know that may seem funny, and not really scary at all but for some reason it had a profound effect on me. I sort of had that hollow feeling of dread, where you know something bad  is about to happen but you're powerless to stop it. And then there was all the business to with all our family becoming financially bankrupt but I don't think I'll delve into it anymore.

It was a weird dream, as for the idea, well that's very much unrelated but I'll save it for another post as I know I'll go overboard trying to explain it.