Last night I had the first nightmare I've had in many years. I woke up absolutely terrified and in pain where I had been flailing about and repeatedly struck my arm against the bed (good solid wood).
I can't remember what the nightmare was about only remembering trying to fight my way free. The bed sheets and duvet were all lying on the floor in the far corner and I was sweating and feeling like I had just gone 10 rounds with mike tyson. I now have a nice graze on my forearm (I don't bruise) and a constant ache there. It was a good job I was alone last night, or was that the cause?
