Nightmares are the worst as an adult. Especially if you’re single. There’s no one there to comfort you, like your parents. No one is there to tell you that its just a dream and that everything will be okay. As an adult, people want to hear about the dream…then they start analyzing the shit…oh, that means blah blah. It quickly turns into a daymare and its no comfort at all. As a child, we get to crawl in bed with our parents or get a new bedtime story…cuddles, sometimes even a treat. Where are my treats and snuggles as an adult, damnit?
BackBone Hammock Chair