I did fall asleep last night, perhaps with additional help from the Hydroxyzine for my pruritis, but I had a dream which left me feeling nervous.
My dream was that on two different occasions I had to empty a very large pot of water somewhere and while I thought I was standing outside doing so on the lawn, twice I simply poured it in the corner of our living room, and into the rug. It wasn't until after the pot was empty that I questioned myself as to why I'd just done this. And, then even after concluding that I'll be more careful and never do that again, I forgot and repeated doing so within the same day.
I may as well, and soon, find that dream as comical, because the alternative recognizes exactly a very large fear of mine which I apparently am superstitious, paranoid or something, and frightened of daring to mention. Like if I do so, it's going to come true.
Wow, I feel weird and insecure now. And, probably ought to. (lol)