I hate it when...
...I wake up crying from a dream that feels completely real, and I can't shake the feeling that it was a little more than a dream.
Continuing in the apparent tradition of dreams that deeply disturb you, I had a dream last night that Darrell got mugged and was stabbed while on a delivery.
It was so real that as soon as I woke up I came out to the computer and checked the News Journal website to make sure it didn't actually happen.
Darrell, just be careful, OK? It's been a long time since I had a dream that felt that real, and I've learned in the past not to ignore them when they happen.
Everyone else, go back about your normal, insanity-free lives.
EDIT: Also in the bad things happening that make me cry department: Lily was tossing around a Beanie Baby and broke the angel that Tristan gave me for my first Mothers' Day. It's shaping up to be a lovely day. :(
Continuing in the apparent tradition of dreams that deeply disturb you, I had a dream last night that Darrell got mugged and was stabbed while on a delivery.
It was so real that as soon as I woke up I came out to the computer and checked the News Journal website to make sure it didn't actually happen.
Darrell, just be careful, OK? It's been a long time since I had a dream that felt that real, and I've learned in the past not to ignore them when they happen.
Everyone else, go back about your normal, insanity-free lives.
EDIT: Also in the bad things happening that make me cry department: Lily was tossing around a Beanie Baby and broke the angel that Tristan gave me for my first Mothers' Day. It's shaping up to be a lovely day. :(