Wake Up

My alarm went off at 8. It's already past 9 and I still have the urge to fall back asleep. Outside my window, birds are irritated with the lawn mowers and street construction. I feel a knot in the middle of my back, right between my shoulders. My stomach is growling. Early this morning I had another disturbing dream. I lived in a house that may have been my dad's. My door opened to the backyard. Outside their was a group of people who were trying to figure out how to get in. Their intent was to steal all they could. When I saw them come into the yard, Sonny and my dad were prepared and chased after them. Sonny caught two of them and was almost about to get a third. He was beating them up. That's when I woke up.

This is the third time in the past month I've dreamt about getting burglarized. I'm always so worried about protecting my treasured possessions. So far, I or someone else has kept the burglars away.

I have to get up to go see Maricel, the intern at Peace Over Violence. But I want to close my eyes again and sleep.