This morning I woke up quite suddenly, sweating despite my AC be turned to 60 degrees. I was twisted up in my comforter and my jaw ached from clenching it. It took me a moment to remember that I was dreaming.... and it wasn't pleasant. New York City, motorcycles, blood-drenched race tracks, empty dance halls and losing my mother somewhere in the streets. I can't remember the details now but when thinking about it I still get the creeps. Maybe I will start a dream journal and write about them more.
Do you have nightmares often? How well do you remember them?
