Last night's storms were fabulous, and my sleep was much better than the night before, where I had a terribly sad dream that ruined the rest of the night for…
The dream started out just fine. I was walking through the streets in my area. It wasn't our usual post-dinner evening walk route, and I was alone. The trees were…
Sunday nights are usually the worst for me. I don't know if it's the anxious anticipation of starting yet another workweek, or the realization that another weekend is over. Whatever…