More than 14 years later, and I still have nightmares about it. September of 2011 was long ago. Last night I was there again, wondering when I would leave. The previous similar dream was about 5 days ago.
Sometimes the effects of these dreams linger on through the morning or all throughout the day. I am a morose, depressed, grumpy person, trying to break free from its grip.
I’m thinking this is one of those days. Once again, I’ll try my best.