Wet Dream

Last night I woke up screaming. All that I can recall is, in my nightmare I was being chased, once caught, I screamed for dear life and peed myself.

As I awoke from my nightmare, I realized I was actually peeing. I jumped out of bed with the top sheet and blankets tangled about my feet. I fell awkwardly forward crashing my right shoulder into the wall.

I just stayed there for several minutes waiting for death. It did not come so, I showered, changed and removed, and replaced the bedding.

I then sat down on the left side of the bed. As I lifted my lower body to get under the covers, the blanket snagged a full mug of tea that I had placed on the nightstand into bed with me. Have you ever been too tired and frustrated to even cry? This wasn't my moment. The wet basket of mail on the floor is what sent me over the edge.

I have been in a bad mood all day.