I'm not sleeping well.
Again, last night, I woke up at 4:30, heart racing, because of nightmares. They're becoming a regular, yet unwanted, occurrence in my sleep. Last night was a doozie, influenced by the D&D quest I'm playing with the boys. I always only remember vague images when I wake up, but while I'm there, they're crisp, vivid and really disturbing. Last night's involved skulking around a very claustrophobic room, trying to go to the bathroom (why, I don't know). For reasons I can't fathom, old coworkers and old friends were there, barring the way. There there was the bit where PO was playing dentist on my back molars, and I woke up in a flash when the pain hit. Niiiiice. Aren't dreams normally supposed to be a reflection of things in your life? Your brain ordering thoughts from short term storage to long term memory? I'd really like to know what the heck is going on though, because I”m really tired of waking up at ungodly hours of the night and being so tense that my shoulders are always painful and sore. Bleh.
The only good dream I had, that I can still vaguely remember, was winning the lottery and meeting up with Tia in Scotland. Now considering that she lives in Vienna, I can't explain Scotland save to say that I've always wanted to go there. Prophetic dream? We'll find out in a few days, as I bought a 6/49 quick pick last night before going to see the boys.
Anyway, I actually need to get some work done today, so I might as well get cracking.