In the darkest of nights

Weird things do happen, and yes I do believe that somehow, nightmares are the reflection of our deepest darkest fears and worries that we bury so deep inside, that sometimes only the subconscious is aware of it. I had a nightmare last night - my only precious 1 hour of sleep that I managed to get after tossing and turning in my bed like salt jumping up and down on a frying pan. I know what my thoughts were full of, and the conflicting emotions were a major pain in the ass. Either way, I know ultimately as much as I worry, as much as I hate everything that is starting, in the process of, or done happening, nothing changes.