Day #171: Kameelputs, SA: Nightmares Strike Again

I just woke from a terrible dream/nightmare. It was dark in my room and I grew fearful. I recall waking a few times throughout it, looking to redirect in a positive way. No such luck and, as I sit here, still a bit shaken up, I wonder if there was a message somewhere in my struggle for survival. It was just so real-so frighteningly real.

Otherwise, the day was fine. I am just sleepy from my late night talking with Dale and long walk home against the wind. I've laughed and loved, ate heartily and slept a lot. A good day, indeed.