My First Race

Last night I was minding my own business, in a lighter part of my sleep cycle. In my dream I was stretching my back, possibly doing it for real, when something scratched my back. I thought it was a MOUSE in my BED!! poking around  my back. yuck! Scared the bejeebers out of me. Partly because I was only semi-awake, but mostly because who wants a mouse in their bed? So of course my reaction is to jump up, heart racing. Turned out to be John, who was ALREADY AWAKE reaching over to rub my back. Took me an hour to get back to sleep. Thanks honey.