Tenuously grasping fading threads

[uberpoof]

I have very little of this dream left, so I'm trying to put it down as quickly as possible because, quite frankly, it was too weird

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[chipmunk_swami]

the combination of late nights, early mornings and an early season head cold have been plaguing Oscar and I. A couple of nights ago he started waking up before five and can't go back to sleep. Since my primordial motherhood switch was flipped I hear EVERYTHING. So any change in breathing patterns or the normal nocturnal sounds or movements has me in this semiconscious alert state. So I have been laying awake making list of things to do, reviewing how I've not done enough for my mom, my brother or my kids, bemoaning my inadequacy and floating from friends and family, one person to another fretting about their lives and will all be well. (I'm the human form of Nana the dog from Peter Pan, it is my lot to feel like everybody is my responsibility) The dreams just before these early morning self psych sessions are full of stress and struggle. I don't remember much for long, but physically my hands are balled in fists with my nails digging into my palms. I'm gritting my teeth and biting the insides of my cheek. At this point I'm not