Some might find what I am about to write about funny. In a way, I find humour in it.
I fell asleep sometime after 1AM last night.
And then came the nightmare.
I don't know what led up to the conclusion of the dream. However, here is how it ended.
I was at home and I heard an abundance of sirens wailing. To add to that, noise started coming from above me. Planes. Not just any old aircraft. They were warplanes.
'The Russians are invading!' I was shouting out in the nightmare. Then the world around me began to shake and then I changed from my Russian attack fears to 'the world is exploding!'
Everything around me was shaking.
I yelled for help.
It was that yell which woke me up.
That was a first - I've never screamed myself out of my sleep before.
Would it be crazy of me to state that I found a thrill from that fear? It's easy for me to say that knowing that I am safe yet so many other people out there are having their world shake around them.