A few nights ago, I was woken up by Husband. It went something like this:
Gasp. Convulse.
Gasp. Convulse.
Gasp. Convulse.
I was worried that maybe he wasn't breathing well, or something really serious was wrong.
"Are you ok?" I asked tentatively.
"Yeah. I just had a bad dream."
"What was it about?"
"I got a bad grade."
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