Dream

I had a dream last night that has stayed with me all day.

In the dream I was sleeping and began rising up as I slept, floating facing up about 3 or 4 feet. I was terrified, and tried to scream, but had no voice. I kept trying to scream, but could not make a sound, and in the dream I could feel my voice laboring to try to make a sound. In the dream, Patrick awoke and tried to grab me to pull me down, but could not get a grip on me. I kept floating up, and trying to scream, but made no sound. Then I woke up.

This dream was almost a half-dream because it seemed like I was partially awake during it, though I knew it was a dream once I woke up. It was disturbing, and I found it difficult to go back to sleep afterwards. It think it was around 3am-5am in the morning, sometime around there, but probably lasted for only a few minutes I am guessing.

I think sometimes dreams are there to tell us things, but we have limited tools to decipher them with.