Nightmares Again
You would think that at some point, an adult would grow out of nightmares. I mean, aren’t I supposed to be of age to help a child through the night? Or maybe you don’t stop having nightmares until you actually have a child to pass them on to. There’s a scary thought. I certainly don’t want to pass this down to a defenseless child. I hate nightmares. I kept waking up throughout the night, the back of my hair sweaty even though the room was cool. No matter how I positioned my body, I could not get comfortable, and when…