I almost got through the night without a bad dream. Right before I woke up for the day I had an ambiguous dream where Dawg said “I have something to tell you” and I got scared that it was going to be a bad thing so I woke myself up.
I told him about this dream when he got home tonight and asked him if he had anything bad to tell me. He didn’t. I asked him if he had anything good to tell me. He reminded me about some good news.
I am left with the reminder that I am always waiting for the other shoe to fall.
I hate that.