I HATE SLEEPING sometimes. It hits me like a disease and I get too much of it. Times and commitments go out the window as unconsciousness takes over for hour after hour after hour.
The night before last I finally got into bed properly and lay down. Almost right away I was dreaming. Blazingly vivid stuff.
As the night went on so my dreaming got more and more disturbing until I literally did wake up screaming ~ LOUDLY. And woke up the person in the room next door.
What on earth they thought was the matter I shall never know (I'm not going to ask!)
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