I see us everywhere. My chest tightens. My head feels light all of a sudden.
“Hey, is everything okay?” He squeezes my hand and suddenly I’m back to normal. 1,113 more words
I don’t remember much of last nights dream except that the kitchen was disgustingly dirty.. packs of opened milk / sauce / whatever were everywhere.. and it just makes me more pissed off at my husband who won’t lift a finger unless I get angry at him and occasionally when I ask him. 450 more words