Feeling better today but still a bit shaken over yesterday. I guess all I can do is hope it was just an isolated thing and I’ll continue to have fewer anxious days. I’ll take a full dose on Mondays and leave it at that for a while.

Traffic woke me up once and so did a nightmare. When threatened in real life it tends to bring out the anger in me and make me feel provoked and ready to stand my ground and fight. Not in the nightmare, though. The guy there had me scared shitless.

I was alone with some old guy in a cabin in the woods that was pretty isolated. The cabin was tiny and square-shaped. I don’t know who the hell the guy was, but he seemed to be someone I was close to. He was thin yet seemed to be healthy and in pretty good shape.

It was nighttime, and when the guy opened the front door to the cabin, I saw a startled look on his face. I pulled the door open wider to see what had scared him and saw this hulking figure standing there. He was dressed in black and well over six feet tall. He simply stood there with one foot casually resting on the bottom of about 3 steps, not saying a single word. I couldn’t make out his features, his race, or anything. All I knew was that no giant in all-black came to a lone cabin at night without bad intentions.

The old guy slammed the door shut but didn’t lock it, so I quickly threw the deadbolt and ran to the back door to lock that too, even if the guy could have kicked his way in easily enough. The dream ended before I could get to the back door.