I’m one of those people that likes to dream. I like to think about living the dream with wealth, health and happiness at my finger-tips. But sometimes I have nightmares. I don’t mean just the everyday type of drama which we all must face, sometimes when my head hits the pillow I have nightmares. My poor hubby-to-be has to endure nights of me kicking and screaming as I am locked in my own head, facing off to some inner demon. I know that I am dreaming which makes the terror worse sometimes. When morning finally dawns my poor hubby will always ask me what I was dreaming of, and every time he sits and listens. After my most recent screaming session during the night, he asked what had happened, and when I was done, all he could say was “That would be an epic movie!”
Welcome to my nightmares….
