Tatsumaki Senpuu Kyaku

Went to sleep next to the wife last night. Had a dream that I was walking down the street shortly after dawn. I looked up at this high rise building and saw two kids staring out the window at me. I returned my gaze to the street ahead of me and a monarch butterfly started flying off a flower and towards me. As the butterfly drew closer I did that thing that I guess everyone does where you assess whether or not to dodge something coming toward you or just stand there and let it go around. In my dream state I deduced that a butterfly weighs next to nothing so even if it hit me it wouldn't hurt me in anyway.

I continued on my collision course with the butterfly and as it got closer to my face I closed my eyes in anticipation of the small fluttering of its feather-like wings on my face. Instead it hit me with the force of a brick duct taped to the end of a sledgehammer. I awoke immediately and grabbed the bridge of my nose and detected the faint yet distinct smell of a Pampers overnight diaper and Johnson and Johnson's Baby Lotion. My daughter must've gotten in the bed at some point while I was asleep and proceeded to Hurricane Kick me in the face in the spirit of Ryu or Ken from Streetfighter.

Realizing that it was her, I did what any other parent does in that situation. I rolled over and went back to sleep.

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