A rather warmer but still cloudy day here on the peninsula, the threat of them thunderstorms that
@gennepher mentioned for later. 7.0
Birds aplenty out on the footie pitches, different varieties of gulls, pigeons, doves, blackbirds, sparrows, magpies, and a few more. It's because the footie pitches have been seeded.
Hope dad's op goes well.
A bad night, a nightmare, a bete noir which was horrible.
Not the footie!
And after it not much sleep. Have done chores at a snails pace, just so lethargic and tired.
It started with myself and two friends, I don't know who, but with me.
We were being chased by three persons(?).
My friends took on two of them, I found myself running down an entry (alleyway) into a basement flat, and I hid as one searched for me, it used a probe to disturb me. It came through the door and I threw it back out, but I was really tired, sat down, when a prescience sat next to me whispering calming thoughts.
He moved closed and became a part of me, all the time, helping me to relax and letting my body accept his comfort. I use that word, as he told me he was the comforter, he was preparing me for what follows.
I became totally immersed in the presence.
My whole body was enveloped and I couldn't move, my legs.
Something inside me, didn't like it. And I was gonna have to do something.
But it resisted, I started kicking with my feet, it was still trying to tell me to be comfortable in his presence.
I got my legs free, then my arms, pushed with all my strength, then I woke up.
My heart beating heavily, sweating, palpitations, heavy breathing and a lot more.
But I was so scared, frightening, anxious, through the roof.
My first thought was, what if I hadn't fought back and woke up?
Is this the way it all ends? The comforter, what is he? Is he real?
Not heard of it before.
So why am I dreaming about it?
Is he a reaper?
Or just another of my weird dreams?
It was horrible
My second thought was Mrs L, so I can assure you all that I didn't win that battle.
But I'm still feeling from that nightmare.
I've had bad experiences in my dreams, including being injured badly in them.
But this is so scary.
I was gonna do some painting, no way!
I am wary of falling asleep, even downstairs.
No appetite, no energy, not want to do anything!
Not me!
I know that, after a good night's sleep, I will be my old self.
My best wishes to you all as always.