I stayed up until 5 AM this morning. Needless to say, I missed another day of school. I haven't been there in so long I'm beginning to forget what it feels like. I have to go tomorrow, and after school have a meeting with the 2 teachers I have, the special ed. teacher, my dad, and I'm not sure who else.
Moving along...
The reason I didn't get to bed until 5? Well, besides my killer stomachache and hacking up a storm, it's because of a nightmare. Yes, a nightmare.
I had taken a nap in the afternoon, and had a terrible nightmare. I don't remember what happened in the nightmare, or who was in it besides myself. I just remember trying to wake up from it.
I hated whatever was going on so much, I tried waking myself up but was too paralyzed with fear. I tried to move, but couldn't. The most I could manage was to twitch my head. I heard my dad talking, because he was in the same room as I was. (I took a nap on the couch, and he was sitting in one of the chairs). I heard his voice, so I tried calling out for help, but nothing managed to come out. This went on for 15 minutes, and I was finally able to shake loose, breathe easy, and wake up.
(so, yes, this all happened NOT in my dream).
It made me think today of the parallels in other parts of my life. How sometimes I'm trying to run away from bad things, call out to my Father, and nothing comes out. It takes forever, and then I become paralyzed by fear.
I'm not sure if that really made sense, but yeah...that's about it, I guess.
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