Dream from drunken stooper...

Forgive me for the lack of details...

Last night I had some of the worst sleep ever. I woke up sweating and freaked the hell out. I don't remember the entire dream, but here's the part I do remember.

Michael and I were laying in bed. I heard an unfamiliar noise. It sounded as if something was slowly making it's way across the carpet. I could hear the piling of the carpet being furled and unfurled. When I got up and turned on the light there were thousands of meal worms all over the carpet. I followed them to what I thought the source might be. Sure enough they were coming out of the mattress in Sam's room. Michael had woken up and was wondering what the hell was going on. All of the sudden a beautiful scarlet red and black butterfly swooped down and startled him. He brushed it away. It came kamikaze style toward me. It was with such force that it's body pierced my palm. It was still fluttering...stuck in my palm. I was very upset and blood was dripping everywhere. I remember heading toward the sink and watching my blood coat the white porcelain sink. I looked in the mirror and suddenly awoke.

Now I ask you...does this seem normal? Cause I don't think it is.