Well here I am again, woke 10 mins ago and now have a coffee. The birds are in full chorus.
The dreams are becoming more clear now, and it all centres around mum, the house and well where we are at. This time we were in a strange place and she didn't recognise me and ran away, she dropped her purse and I managed to find her and persuade her it was me? Everything was as I have decribed recently about mum becoming more and more distant. Its not PTSD (I don't think it is), but what is it? Its quite weird and obviously ties in with my sleep cycles. I wake up and have an urge to get up and go -but for what? Then I can't go back to sleep as I am just restless.
Things have changed I consciously know that, plus the work friends have become distant for whatever reasons and that has made me feel more isolated. My real friends are here in the now and catch up with me when they can, but they live so far away we can't just pop over to each others and have a chat.
I am hoping this will pass as it is getting quite tiring in the day and there is too much to do to be half awake and struggling getting things done.
I haven't meditated for years, a useful skill and I think I am going to try and go back to it to see if that helps.