Shouldda stayed awake

I dreamed - I don't do that often (or rather, I don't remember or am aware of dreams often). And as luck would have it, it was one of those ones that recreates a devastating moment of life...

... I am awake, heart-sick, and having trouble shaking it - right back in the place I was in when the real events occurred. Hard to read the screen when one's eyes keep clouding.

Thank Lord and Lady, I have something totally engrossing to throw myself into*, which I'm going to do after I finish catching up with yesterday's LJ entries. And thank all of you, who I care about and who write about lives and observations often enough to help the Midnight Stranger drag themselves back out of the black pit.



*Nit-picky research work - I'm not safe with anything that leaves my mind able to wander.