Writings from before 06:00

One night a week or so ago, I woke up, cold sweat all over me, I took a shower and then scared out of my mind I sat down and wrote down a story. This is what I basically wrote down, thought I'd share it with you:

I wake up in the middle of the night.
People are sleeping all around me so I sneak out of the common room. Go pass the guy sleeping on the couch, enter the kitchen, pass the oven, open the fridge.
2 eggs, 3 sodas.
Need to go shopping.
I get a soda, go pass the oven, out of the kitchen, and into the bathroom.
I take a shower.
I put on a towel and get out.
Person sleeping on the couch, oven, fridge.
Then I go back to the oven.
34 minutes until 7:00.
Oven's clock is busted again.
I go to the fridge again.
2 eggs, 3 sodas.
Need to go shopping.
Out of the Kitchen, pass the couch...
How many minutes are in an hour?
I open the common room door.
There aren't 100 minutes in an hour.
People are sleeping all around me.
Why was the clock working as though there were 100 minutes in an hour.
34 minutes until 7:00.
I look all around me
There are people asleep in every bed.
Every bed.
I look at my own bed.
I'm still there.
I run out of the common room, pass the thing on the couch.
Then I stop and look back at it.
It's time it says.
Okay I say.
I didn't wake up in the middle of the night.