Woe to those who call evil good
And good evil;
Who put darkness for light,
And light for dark;
Who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter.
Isiaiah 5:20
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I had that nightmare again. I don't want to remember what it was about, but I usually wake up before the dream ends. My wife, fed up with me waking up at night in a sweat, turns her body away from me.
"Get some rest. You've got work tomorrow."
I've never felt a more aching itch in my life. It wasn't that I hated my wife; it's the fact she doesn't care about me.
Tsk.
My mouth did the work for me. It didn't matter. She continued to doze off, ignoring my annoyance. I got up and went to the shower to wash off.
Shhshhshh!
The shower didn't have a temperature or comfort to it.
Would a measly mouse be more interested in me than my wife? I thought. A silly thought, nonetheless. The wonder soon drained from my mind as the shower reached my ears. I could only hear the sizzling of liquid. Then another thought came to mind.
What is the nightmare?
Silence.
My heart, louder than it's ever been before, silenced the shower. I knew the answer to that question, but was I willing to admit it? I turned the shower off and headed back to bed.