Nightmare

. . . I usually appreciate a good nightmare. . . but last night was a little much. It was once of those nights, with lucid dreams over and over again. Each one felt ‘real’. Each one I felt like I ‘woke up’. Even during the day (or what I think was my day), I kept seeing ‘things’ in mirrors. Nothing I could identify. It was like. I thought I saw something move, but when I look closer. . . whatever it was. . . was gone. I must be loosing it!

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