Friday, January 8, 2010
I woke last night around 12:30 a.m. from a dream where I was in a shallow hole in the ground with a tarp over it. I was hiding, and there were army vehicles like jeeps or tanks driving over my hidey-hole. The covers on the bed felt heavy; I was feeling claustrophobic and a little panicky and couldn’t get back to sleep. So I went to the family room and lay on the couch covered with an afghan. I turned on the TV and dozed. It was chilly, and finally around 2 a.m. I decided to try to go back to bed and hope that the engulfing too-heavy feelings would be gone. I didn’t sleep well, but at least the bed covers didn’t feel like they were crushing me down.