Hurricanes, Nursing Homes and Insomnia

A triple threat to my psyche so powerful that I had a dream that I was in a situation that involved many people I know and a house where a party was going on and deep mental confusion and sorrowing and despair on my part with random people comforting me and I kept saying I had to get to my doctor because I needed to be hospitalized and every time I said that I would get distraught and remember I was not at work but I should be and I had not called my boss and I was not capable of calling my boss because I was mentally out of control so I sobbed and tried to find my way out of this house. I found my way out only to find myself in a car in Pennsylvania with three or four people who knew me and they were freaky and we had a flat tire and I asked where we were and they said Pennsylvania and I freaked because I did not even know I was in the car much less going to Pennsylvania and then some locals gathered around the car and offered to fix the flat tire but I am paranoid and say in a stage whisper to my friends that we should get out of there and all the while I was freaking out because I was in Pennsylvania and I had just been in a house and Micah did not go to school that day despite me asking my son repeatedly if Micah was going to school and a rock band came to the front door of that house and yelled in at us and I asked what their gig was, like, jazz or rock and they played rock and roll and I kept saying I needed to call my doctor because I was in serious emotional trouble and needed to be put in a hospital and I could not remember where I lived although I thought it was an apartment but I could not remember if I had paid the rent or if my memory was accurate and that freaked me out because I could not focus and then I was in Pennsylvania and then I was in a warehouse on a base but I could not find my way out and did not know which base or how to get off the base and in my frantic searching I wandered into a gym of marines working out with weights. I stumbled around them asking where I was and how could I get back to a main road. I ended up in front of the warehouse/gym but could not recognize any landmarks so I started crying and crying and I lost it but whoever was with me kept telling me to be quiet and I could not figure out how I was suppose to do that under such stressful conditions. I wanted to go to my doctor but now it was almost 5 p.m. and I did not know where I was or where I needed to go and the freaking enormity of my situation kept overwhelming me and I would break down for a minute and then kept trying to find out, in the name of all that is horrific in dreams,

how I was going to make it and the phone rang and woke me up and I did not go to sleep again. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.