I might have gone back to work a bit prematurely. I came home and insantly fell asleep on the sofa. And Dreamed. I hadn't had a Dream in a long time. It's all things I've Dreamed before, but... man. I really don't like re-living my father's funeral. Especially since he's still alive and well in New York. As far as I know, anyway.
He's tired of me calling him after nightmares, so I've stopped. Ugh.