Hazardous Dreams

I woke up this morning and went to the bathroom to begin my daily getting ready ritual. When I looked in the mirror, I noticed a long scratch down my cheek. Since I don't remember getting in any catfights, I can only assume that I had a particularly rough night's sleep last night. I suppose it could have been a lot worse; I mean I could have woken up with a black eye. I wonder what I was dreaming about that made me lash out at myself. Maybe I was dreaming that a giant octopus had one of his suckers on my face, and i was trying to pry it off. Or maybe I was dreaming that I was the guy in Poltergeist that claws his face off. Whatever it was, I hope I don't dream it again. I don't enjoy being a hazard to myself.