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 I finally was able to doze back off, the bad dreams started all over.

I can't quite remember them right now, which is probably for the best. Right now, it's more of a feeling than an image. All I know for sure is that even after a full night's sleep, I am exhausted, which is a crappy way to start your day no matter who you are. The weird thing is that G said he had dreams all night too. Maybe its our own fault for watching TV right up until bedtime? Or maybe my dreams were so potent that I made him dream it too? Is that possible? I'll have to google it. I'm sure someone has researched it.

Meanwhile I guess I should go make some coffee.