I had nightmares again last night. For the very first
time in my life I knew I was in one, and I forced myself out. That was
a most disconcerting feeling. I described the falling, flailing
feeling between the dream and consciousness to Galahad, and he said it was
my astral self breaking through or something like that. Dunno if I buy
into any of that but it sure was bizarre. And, I was so glad to be out
of that dream. I had a second disturbing dream afterwards -- not as
bad but not so great either.
I remember the very worst nightmare I ever had several years ago.
It was before Galahad moved down here, so we were doing the long distance
thing. Heh, it was kind of before the Internet [/rolls eyes at being so
old], so we communicated by phone, regular mail, and lots of visits.
Anyway, I woke up in such terror that I called and woke him up at 3 am.
He must have spent about 45 minutes reassuring me that I was safe.
Holy shit, it was awful. I think we are both grateful that now I can
just snuggle up against him for that reassurance and let him continue
sleeping.
Laugh, I was so worried the next day that he was going to think I was too
crazy to put up with. I'm so very glad he decided my craziness was
worth the effort.
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