Dreams

Last night I had a dream Tom DIED. Twice. I woke myself up crying and then started dreaming about it again! I tried calling his cell phone (I don't have a room number for him since he's been back in Japan) but he didn't answer. I absolutely hate those dreams that seem so real. Tom called me this morning and it so wonderful to hear his voice. He actually had a crazy dream last night too about doing some heroic thing and when his alarm went off for work he got up and shut it off. He decided since he was such a huge hero he didn't have to go to work and was an hour and a half late. How funny is that. I've heard if you go to bed with a full belly you will have bad dreams. I blame it one the pizza I had at Sarah's then. :)