Post by gretchenindisguise on May 22, 2013 22:46:59 GMT -5
L woke up at 1:30 and came to our room, so I took her back to her bed and fell asleep on the couch.
At 4:30 I woke up from a really bad dream that involved L dying.
It still disturbs me wen I think about it.
I haven't told H the details because I don't want to disturb him, but I want to do a mental dump somewhere so I can get it out of my head.
Blerg.
I hate those type of bad dreams. I have a few that have left me like this and years later I can still conjure up how horrible they make me feel. This one will now join those.