I have not
been stressed about going back to work or the kids going back to school at all;
but the crazy night’s sleep I had last night might reveal that all my stress
has been internalised.
I woke up at
4.30am confused and a bit disorientated. I thought it must be time to get up as
I don’t often wake early, but it was SO dark it couldn’t be 6ish yet. After a
peek at the clock I tried to get back to sleep but could only find BAD things
to think about. Eventually I must’ve
dozed off because I had a dream that I WAS MURDERED by a charity worker who was
annoyed Ads wasn’t making donations. He used an empty Bonne Maman jar.
After
another panicky time awake I dropped off again, dreaming this time that Tom
Cruise was a rapist I had to track down and deliver to the police and also that I had to park a car in a car park which was covered in
hanging baskets full of lovely, ripe tomatoes, which had fallen on the floor. I
kept driving over the tomatoes.
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