I’ve been plagued by some bad dreams the last couple of nights. I don’t mean “sleep interruption” dreams… I mean very bad dreams. The kind that force me to wake up (not soon enough, though) and feel my heart racing like I’m terrified of something. I think that my sub-conscious is rebelling against my conscious. They are a stark reminder of a very low period in my life, and something that I really am not prepared to get into here… but I don’t like them. I don’t like them at all. And their consistency frightens me a little… to the point that I almost don’t want to close my eyes because I’m afraid that they will start again. It’s a horrible way to live.