Wild Imaginations and Dark Places

I am currently on vacation, visiting my family in Tennessee. Compared to where I live, they live in the middle of nowhere, and with my imagination, that is a rather good place to let it run wild. So far, I've warded off my usual nightmares and have slept pretty good...that was until my parents went away for the night to celebrate their anniversary and I realized I feel a lot safer in the house when my dad is sleeping in it.

I awoke from a frightening dream only to hear a suspicious noise. When I looked out the window, all I could see was a cloak of darkness and I involuntarily thought of every single scary movie that I have ever seen. That was at 2am. I started to doze off an hour after my freakish encounter with the night time view in my father's backyard. Cue Rex and his guard-dog bark, a barking that kept up for a good 3 minutes, though even one solitary bark would've thrown me into just as much of a panic. Though he fell silent and I saw that nothing was there, I was completely freaked out at that point and refused to allow my eyes to shut until the light of the morning sun started to shine over the hills. Logically, I thought, all the scariest parts of those damn movies were at night, so if something bad is going to happen, it will happen before the sun rises. Not logical at all, I know, but I'm wired out from fear and starting to get a tad pissed at myself for even allowing it to get to this extreme, though I will reiterate: one girl with a wild imagination, in the middle of nowhere and it's one dark night. Not a pleasant equation, if you ask me, but then again, I could be biased...I'm that girl!

It is now almost 5am. I'm silently willing that giant star to move across the Earth and start waking up so that I may attempt to fall asleep. I'm also praying that both of my boys will decide today is a sleep-in day. Of course, I pray with an acceptance that God might just tell me no...if I can just fall asleep in the next 30 minutes, at least I'll get in one long cat nap!