Of Dreams and Beards

I find myself dreaming about the strangest of things as of late, but my dream self never seemed to be exactly how I look in real life, or at least when I could remember my dreams.

Well, I somehow put a stop to all dream inconsistencies a few nights a go with the help of my glorious facial hair...


Beards are a powerful, powerful thing.

Nothing interesting is happening to me, so here's a comic about a dream I had.

This was an actual dream. 100% true.

I'm not sure exactly what was going on, but me from the future called me and got me (us?) out of there. I'd like to think if this ever really did happen, I wouldn't be to terrified to tell myself that this is awesome.

Also, if you're confused (and because I'm too lazy to make it clearer within the comic) the lines that start with a dash are from present dream me, and the other lines are from future dream me.