Maybe too much. I just woke up from a terrible dream. It's 4:30 am and I'm in Switzerland having just finished attending a music festival. In my dream I had returned and set up a date literally hours after landing. I had just done a hit or two of weed before the date. She immediately calls me out for being high and slow to my wits at the date. I notice two coworkers in line with us for some reason I had picked a fried chicken spot for the date. Then I notice 2 more. The sandwich is hard to hold and slipping out of my hands. I black out and I'm at my parents's house and there are randos asleep on the floor. My date is at the dinner table with my sister and some more friends. I go to her and find out there are so many more of my friends at my parents's house. I try to coax the randos to leave. They look way drugged out. My brother is near them with my mom attending to his foot which is cut or something. Somebody's talking about bleaching something... My date leaves, I try apologizing to her she says your friend Robbie is on his way (he's my best friend) and I freak out about this because he's a school teacher and why would I invite him to a weekday party and why would he come he always has to be up so early during the week! I start noticing a bunch of coworkers showing up, like people I would never invite to a party. Then like weird time warp I remember running out of the date, running through town in the dark. There were all these other men running around town. Like as if it had become normal to just get everywhere by running. And then flashback ends I am back at the house apologizing to my mom about what was happening. We're walking somewhere and I tell her nothing like this has ever happened, I don't think it's the weed. I've never blacked out and started parties on weed (not on weed alone) and she's like drugs are bad blah blah blah casually mentions she once nearly burnt a house down while on weed and I'm like no this is super fucking weird maybe I was drugged and she's like no it's probably the weed. She mentioned that I ran out of the date. I start regretting everything, my vacation in Switzerland, losing my wit to drugs, everything... Then I woke up feeling terror, checked MT, and now I'm writing this down.