Silly Sleeplessness

I think I have figured out why I'm not sleeping. My waking brain is afraid of my sleeping brain. In other words I still dream about you, and this morning's wake up during a thunder storm was jarring for so many reasons. One, it was a thunder storm. Two, you took the thunder storm goodness with you (I woke up saying your name). Three, yeah, the dream I woke from was that bad. Not the fight dream which was bad all those years ago, but way worse. And it's haunting me at work in a horrible way. There was truth in this dream and I can't shake it.