And I hate listening to people talk about dreams.
But.
Night before last I was sleeping alone and was woken out of a dead sleep by someone intensely whispering my name in my ear.
And I started upright.
And there was no one in the room.
No ghosts, no spirits, just me.
No idea what my brain was trying to tell me but I wish it would just spit it out without scaring the bejesus out of me. I'm here all week.
