The strangest thing this morning: I woke up remembering a nightmare I’d had last night. But I didn’t remember waking up during the nightmare.
It was like I’d had the nightmare in my sleep, but instead of waking up, I had gone on to sleep until morning
Right this moment, I can scarcely believe how bad it was.
Maybe — just maybe — the worse of my life. I’m 61.
I know my heart beat so hard last night during the nightmare, I thought it would break a rib. I thought someone was banging on a coffin, and I was in it.
What was it about, you ask?
It was this: I dreamed I had met an Australian woman named Teresums about a year ago. A woman who had become this blog’s editorial assistant, and then — then she had begun tormenting me, really tormenting me, night and day. A demon!
But suddenly this morning when I was thinking about it, it all became clear: I had it all wrong! This morning, I was NOT remembering a nightmare. I was remembering my life over the past year.
SHE”S REAL!
Well, I’m glad one of us is having fun. It just isn’t me. 😀
😀 😀 😀 😀
Ah….who is tormenting whom?
Right! Blame the victim, Carla! Go ahead! What have I ever done to her besides point out her insufferable behavior to everyone who will listen to me. Huh?
Ok. Ok. Well, maybe sometimes I am actually a little…um…the perp here.
The truth finally comes out 😛
For a second, I thought Teresums might be Sunstone spelled with the letters jumbled, but then I realized that, though they have the same number of letters, Teresums has NO NO and Sunstone has NO MR even though he is a MR.
However, I didn’t lose any sleep over it. 😦
So glad you stayed awake while reading one of my posts, Mistermuse! That puts you in a rare group around here.
to even remember a dream is commendable, I don’t ever dream of remember even if I do. Is this what it means when dreams come true? You did not say you woke screaming, so I hope it was not that much of a horror. Good to read your words again Paul after so long….Gina