Fear can be a motivating factor. Especially in the night or wee hours of morning. Before dawn brings with it soothing light to remind us that our worst nightmares are not about to come true.

What is it about those horrible places that dreams can take us? Waking up with that seed of horror planted firmly in my breast I cannot seem to shake something I know isn’t real.

Isn’t me. Didn’t happen. Isn’t real.

All I can do at times is repeat those thoughts over and stare out the window waiting for the sun to show through the trees.