It’s 2AM, I was asleep, but now I’m wide awake. Why? because I had a freakin’ nightmare. About my apartment being burglarized. The absolute wierdest thing was that my phone was gone, my tv, etc. But my laptop was still here, and my stereo. and it looked just like my apartment, except for the white windows on each side of the door, one of which had been smashed so they could undo the lock.
Freakin’ wierd nightmares. Ugh.
I hate starting sentences with, “I read this somewhere before…”, but since I have no better opening.
I read this somewhere before, but if you write down everything that you can remember about your nightmares, and then read what you wrote aloud to yourself, you’ll never have that nightmare again. Something about using three senses and your memory or something.
You know what. It “is” two in the morning and this makes no sense whatsoever. I’m sorry. I’m just restless.
Having said that I’m gonna hit “Submit Reply” anyway.