Drifting in and out of fitful migraine sleep last night, I dreamed I fell in a large sinkhole. There were wild animals in the hole and even in my dream I was hurting. Afraid or unable to move, I laid there hoping for Doug to rescue me, even when I could hear him shouting at me to climb out of the hole. Today my head still hurts and my jaw aches and pops, because I unconsciously grit my teeth when I am stressed or in pain. I need a walking in a field of flowers dream tonight.