That Mysterious Man in My Dream
He smiled and said, “You don’t handle your alcohol well, yet you drank so much.
“Drink some water and sober up.”
I realized I had gotten drunk again. I glanced out the window. It was already evening, so I said, “I should go home.”
Back at home, I took a shower and ate some snacks. I stared at the bottle of sleeping pills on my desk.
After dreaming such absurd things again and again, it was natural to feel suspicious.
That night, I did not take the medicine.
As a result, I tossed and turned and could not sleep.
Then I heard the sound of the door lock. I froze.