1:42 a.m Turn out the light it's time for bed. Sleep calls my name...I wrap my arms tightly around my pillow ...fetal position thighs up high. Temples thump unevenly to the rythm of my heart beat as blood rushes to my cold fingertips. My eyes are closed in the dark stillness as they strain to keep shut just a little bit longer. My head aches... In a flash I see a vast dark place in my mind where intertwined black webs and spider legs spin violently only to be sucked in and disappear forever in a split second. A black whole you say. Nothing but Empty.Matter.With.A.Name. The blood rushes harder to my fingertips tucked so tensly underneath my head. I breathe and it all disipates. I turn on the light. ---------------------------------------------- I woke up to my little dog yapping in the yard at nothing whatsoever. She just likes to bark and think she's the shit. And I smelt the aroma of cooking soup in the crock pot while still under my blanket.. So I walked into the kitchen and nothing was being made. ..I walked back in my room and disappeared under my blanket again and couldnt smell anything anymore. :( torture.