It's been a while, since I've had a bad dream. It's been so long, that I nearly forgot what it was like to have those. The thing is though, they always seem to come back, most especially when I least expect them...almost as if to remind me, "yes, we'll always be there."
The silver lining though, is that this time I woke myself up. I wasn't just a spectator. I woke myself up. I've never woken myself up from one of those before: usually I just sit there and watch, and then wake up when my dream person simply can't take it any more.
Silver linings are important. Silver linings are small mercies. Thank God for silver linings.
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