Sometimes I wear earplugs to bed. Between the car alarms and furniture-moving, late-night-screaming neighbors they can be useful. I had a dream last night where I was pulling the earplug out of my ear, and felt another one in there that I must have forgotten about when I put the new one in, and pulled that one out. And there was another one stuck in there behind it. And another. And then, I swear to God, I pulled a Giant receipt out. And another earplug. And I said to myself, "well, this must be why my ears have been so congested lately" and looked at the pile of earplugs and random pieces of trash I had pulled out of my ears. And then, in the dream, I woke up, and started telling people about the insane dream I was having about having all this shit stuck in my ears.