One of those nights...

Where every dream I had was a bad one.

Not "chasing me with a knife / falling off a cliff" scary, but disturbing....

Finding a crazy guy in the house who just wanted to borrow a cup of sugar, and oh, didn't I have pretty daughters... Or discovering the room filled with quarter sized (and smaller) black widow spiders... Or looking for WxMan and never finding him...

Just odd. And disconcerting.

I think I'll have to make some candy today or something. Burn some sage. Get these demons gone.

It's supposed to be visions of sugarplums this time of year, right?

Gonna have to work on that...