Not a Great Dream... but at least not a nightmare.

This morning I had a very vivid dream.

There was a spaceship going to another planet. We all decided that it was the best thing to go on the spaceship and live on the new planet, and were given a rendezvous point and a time to meet. We met the first one, but I decided that I couldn't go on that one because I /needed/ to see Tristan before I left. So Stephen went, and Ashley stayed with me. Our rendezvous was rescheduled.

I went to see Tristan, and when it was time to leave, he didn't want me to go. He clung to me, saying he wanted to go with me, but was being pulled back into the house away from me. I stayed with him until I was so late that I couldn't be sure that I would make the rendezvous, and left him screaming my name. I could hear it all the way to pick up my stuff.

I woke up before finding out if I made it to the rendezvous point on time, but I felt bitter and sick inside. I know what my brain is trying to sort through. But I would like it much better if it would not do it right when I have to get up and thus set up my day to start by feeling a bit dead inside. Just sayin'.

At least it wasn't a nightmare - unlike the time when Tristan was 1 that I dreamt I cut the head off a cow with a pair of scissors (it was a mercy killing) and then discovered that it wasn't a cow, it was Tristan - and I held his head telling him I loved him and was sorry over and over until he died. I woke myself up crying with that one. Nice one, brain. Nice.