Dreams

This morning I woke up at 4:30. Just POP -- wide awake -- no good reason. And since it was still dark and cool and still and I didn't *want* to be awake I got a glass of water, came back and snuggled into bed. Trying to drift off with some pleasant thoughts.

Unfortunately, everytime I would start to drift those pleasant thoughts would get hijacked -- Giant spiders! Psycho killers! Unremembered horrors that give chase! In short, it sucked. I should have just got up at 4:30 and done something productive rather than keep getting stuck in this weird cycle of nightmares. I hate bad dreams.