Sleepless in New Orleans
I tossed and turned for hours last night. Perhaps it was because my whole body was screaming at me (I had a long and vigorous work-out, but my muscles hurt like hell) or perhaps I was afraid to go to sleep.
I almost wished I had stayed awake.
The nightmare I had last night was watching my Grandma die, all over again, like the first time. It was awful then, and it was awful last night. She was such a cool lady and I hated to see her suffer. She suffered more in my dream of course, because it's a nightmare.
After I woke up from that dream, I tossed and turned for another couple hours until finally I just got up. My eyeballs are puffy. And I can't have any coffee today.
What are these nightmares trying to tell me?
I almost wished I had stayed awake.
The nightmare I had last night was watching my Grandma die, all over again, like the first time. It was awful then, and it was awful last night. She was such a cool lady and I hated to see her suffer. She suffered more in my dream of course, because it's a nightmare.
After I woke up from that dream, I tossed and turned for another couple hours until finally I just got up. My eyeballs are puffy. And I can't have any coffee today.
What are these nightmares trying to tell me?