It ripped through the night.

So, last night I fell asleep analyzing what went wrong, and then several hours later, I shrieked like a banshee. Sonya was still up—she keeps late hours—and heard it through her headset. When she told me this morning, I immediately remembered its happening. I don’t recall the nightmare, but I do recall thinking, uh oh,Continue reading “It ripped through the night.”

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