MONDAY THOUGHTS: DREAMS

I was asleep in my dream.

 

I could hear someone walking around outside my door, and woke up. 

I was angry with myself that I hadn't heard the person walk down the stairs. 

They'd walked around in the family room. 

They opened another door, and began to unzip the pool table cover. 

Then I heard their footsteps coming closer. 

I was wondering if they were tampering with my computer, or any of the other things I'd left in the family room before I'd gone to bed. 

I was more afraid when I realized they were in my room rummaging through things. 

I could sense they were standing near the foot of my bed. 

I kept my eyes closed; pretended to snore, cry out, kick, and talk in my sleep. I thought, "That's right. Pretend you're having a nightmare". 

My cries were muffled. I could hear myself. 

I heard them say, "Oh, s_ _ _. She's asleep." 

They left the room, but I didn't hear their footsteps anymore. 

When I thought it was safe, I got up. 
Then I woke up. 

It seemed so real. 

I walked into the family room. 

Everything was where I'd left it.

 

After I went to the bathroom, I looked around, put a few things where they belonged, and shut down my computer. 

(Apparently, my version of Windows isn't authentic, but I digress.) 

I opened the closet. 

Things looked a little neater than I remembered. 

I thought about my dream. 

It was one. 

There's no zippered cover on the pool table.