I had a nightmare last night, crying out in my sleep and Hubby coming in to calm me.
It was 4 am.
I have no idea what triggers them. Some people say not to eat cheese or chocolate before going to bed. Although I had a quarter of a cheese sandwich at the darts supper last night, I don’t think it would have been enough to generate such a graphic dream in my subconsciousness, and the chocolate biscuit I put in my bag for Hubby’s elevenses today.
Usually I am able to write my dreams down. In doing so, it makes them less scary, and as such, the memory fades, or at least I can get things into perspective. I don’t have nightmares often, not upsetting ones like this anyway, but it still took a while for me to settle and get back to sleep.
I didn’t stir until 7.30, then went back to sleep until 9.45.
When I woke up, I had some words floating around in my head, and grabbed the first thing I could write on which happened to be my Suduku book!
We were friends for so many years,
You comforted me through endless tears,
Constantly there, you were at my side,
In you I knew I could always confide.
What the trigger was, I will never know,
You are a stranger to me now.
You turned, and your character changed,
Nothing was visible, or pre-ordained.
You attacked me out of the blue,
There was only one thing I could do:
I am sorry things have gone this way,
I would have liked our love to stay,
But you cannot be trusted, and so
With a heavy heart, I must let you go.
In case you were wondering, my dream was about a family pet (not familiar I might add) which for no reason turned and attacked me, snarling and drooling as it snapped at my face, my arms, body and legs. There was no way I could escape it and no-one to help me defend myself.