dreams and nightmares

I sleep strangely well.  I close my eyes and happy images immediately fill my head.  It’s like a dream machine that snaps into action.  Like a fairy godmother sprinkling pixie dust in my eyes.  Eventually the images settle on a story-line, and I’m off in a dream.  It’s waking up that’s the difficult part.  That’s when the nightmare starts.


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