June 26, 2008
Last night I dreamt I awoke alone in a bed with crisp white sheets in the middle of a field, my clothes and sheets soaked in blood. And I kept screaming for help but anyone who could hear me wouldn’t touch me.  I don’t know what’s going on with my brain at night, lately. 

Last night I dreamt I awoke alone in a bed with crisp white sheets in the middle of a field, my clothes and sheets soaked in blood. And I kept screaming for help but anyone who could hear me wouldn’t touch me. 

I don’t know what’s going on with my brain at night, lately.