Last night I woke at 1:30 am unable to sleep. Read for at least an hour and tried to sleep. I had a dream. I was at a huge outdoor party, surrounded by unknown people-couldnt find DH. Found a cat, not mine, and carried it back to the gate with me for comfort. I looked down and the ground was covered with dead birds. Little black ones. There was no place to step without stepping on their little bodies. Farther up the hill there were larger birds, some of them ducks. When I got to the gate, there were more small animals dead on the ground, four pawed but I could not tell what they were. The next portion I remember was entering an empty apartment and seeing the exit paperwork and DH had an adress but left my space blank.
Most of this to me speaks of dissappointment and fear in so many areas of life. I don't know how to cope yet.
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