There's something swirling around in the darkness. Whispering something. But I can't understand what it's trying to convey.
I wake up, breathless, anxious.
My dreams have been vivid lately. I get the distinct feeling there's something I'm supposed to be taking from them. But I barely remember them once I awake. Only a few brilliant pictures or the slightest sense of something important remains.
I've tried to focus on remembering just as I wake up. Tried writing them down. None of this helps. As soon as sleep drifts away and consciousness drifts in, the dream is gone.
There only persists an underlying feeling of unrest. That something is not right. Now if I could only figure out what exactly that might be.