I almost NEVER have nightmares. It's weird. And no explanation like medication or anything, and they're not at all relative to any anxiety I have currently.
Had one where it was an apocalypse and there was a paradox where I was faced with knowing that MY body had some magical power that would provide an eternal food source for my companions, but it would only work if I sacrificed myself- nobody else could do it.
Almost midnight, here. Getting ready to go pick up my son from work, then maybe have a gin & tonic before I flop into bed around 1:30. Naps are a daily necessity for me.
In a few hours, the coffee, and oh - how glorious that coffee will be, and then later - the nap, and oh how glorious that nap will be. And after the nap, more coffee, more glorious, glorious coffee!
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A nap begins the finale sequence of the book I'm working on.
Woohoo for naps!
Every night actually ππ