Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Bad Dream Gone
Last night I had a bad dream. I'm not even sure what happened in the dream. All I remember is that I was scared, it was dark, and I was trying to wake myself up out of the dream so that it would stop. Then I feel Dave's big arms come up from behind me, wrap around my waist, pull me closer to him and then his big body spooning me. I woke up and knew that I wouldn't have to worry about the bad dream coming back. The man I love and adore was spooning me. No better feeling in the world.