Last night I woke up every hour on the hour because I was having dream after dream of ex.
Some were good and I would kind of realise I guess (in my sleep) that something wasn't right with the scenario, and I would wake up. And then of course, I would feel kind of sad because I knew that it was just a dream and reality set in once more.
Or they were of the 'nightmare' variety. Him yelling at me and kicking me out in the snow the night he returns, or him coming home with POW. Or one was me calling POW at her work. That one woke me up at 2:30 am and I was feeling all angry and it kept me up for a while after that.
Ugg! Its hard enough to control what we "can control". The dreams I have NO choices over.
