Bad Dreams

Last night I had one of the worst dreams I've had in a long time. I woke up because I wanted to stop dreaming the horror of rejection again that was making me cry in my sleep. I was upset with myself because I couldn't believe I would allow myself into getting myself in that situation again. Trust...not a word that's in my vocabulary anymore. When I woke up I was pissed off but crying...at least I had sense enough to know that I was dreaming and it wasn't for real. I made up my mind that I was not going to dream about that anymore and went back to sleep. I dreamt of the beach...waves washing up more seashells than I could possibly pick up. I was alone on the beach and could hear the surf and wind which calmed me. I guess that's one of the reason's that I like the beach so much...it's calming and stress free.