Went to bed wearing no pants, then in dreams everyone was bottomless, but it was still my usual dreams about apocalyptic world-destruction by water. Waves surge up and over the land, and I’m usually on an island. No where to evacuate. Every person for themselves, they begin tearing at one another and warring over remaining assets or means of escape. Feels too much like real life. I awake feeling misanthropic and antisocial. Bed is soft and warm, and I can almost stay snuggled. I imagine spending the day in bed and sleeping through until J comes back home, but there’s stuff I want to do… people to compete with for assets.