I woke up sweating and panting.
Before you get your knickers in a twist, it's not for the reasons you think.
Anyhow, it felt like I had just finished running a marathon (which, believe me, i am not able to do. Running just isn't my thing) My bed sheets were all twisted and for some reason I had shifted positions during the night, my feet tangled up in my too soft pillow.
You know how sometimes you wake up from a dream with a feeling. It just stays there and lingers like a memory you've had a million times but you never remember it. You have no idea what that dream is but the feeling lingers there, keeping you in the dark.
I feel all groggy and can't really see much (blind without my glasses) so I lay on my stomach for a while for that feeling to go away. Thinking about it won't work since it just makes you lose it more. Suddenly, the air from my fan (I always sleep with one) hits me in the face and I realise...
I had to go pee. Veeery badly.
 Nessie Night · Fri Jan 02, 2009 @ 05:27pm · 0 Comments |
