Hey Team,

Every since I was very young I’ve had a problem with terrible nightmares. Sometimes it’s not so much that they’re gruesome, or even “scary,” it’s often just a matter of how extraordinarily vivid they are. I can’t exactly remember when this became a problem…as far back as I can recall I would lie awake in bed at night praying that I wouldn’t have a nightmare despite the fact that I’ve never been all that religious.

“Please God, pretty please God, don’t let me have nightmares. Please God, pretty please God, don’t let me have nightmares. Please God, pretty please God, don’t let me have nightmares.”

Obviously, I was at my wit’s end when it came to stopping them and yet one day they were just gone.

Since then they’ve kind of ebbed and flowed with whatever weird stresses wander in and out of my life. I don’t understand and I haven’t been able to find a pattern; I just know some nights I wake up and want nothing more than to stay awake and not have to slide back into that dream world, “just in case.”

So, why would I give everyone such an intensely personal insight into the life and times of Brett?

Cause it will make the next part that much funnier…duh.

I woke up yesterday knowing exactly what I wanted to write about on here. The next leg of the Amtrekker adventure is shaping up to be an exciting story. Sure the day before had brought with it some minor disasters that have resulted in a few setbacks but if I’ve said it once I’ve said it a thousand times: “Disasters make the best stories.”

And this latest disaster was a masterwork of stupidity and serendipity the likes of which has never been seen outside of someone’s imagination.

Namely, my own.

I literally woke up and went straight to Charley to write about this crazy adventure, opened a new word document, set my fingers on the keyboard and JUST as I was getting my thoughts in order to start the first paragraph…then and ONLY then did it dawn on me that I probably hadn’t been in Nebraska yesterday and the police probably hadn’t organized a statewide manhunt.

Furthermore, I no longer have a recollection as to 1) any additional details of the story or 2) why in the WORLD I thought it was a good idea to wake up and write about it if there was an ongoing manhunt!


I’m done.


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6 Replies to “Nightmares”

  1. Hey Amtrekker, I used to have nightmares all the time growing up, that Trains always chased me where ever I went. In the house, outside, in every room, so don’t feel bad about nightmares. I think everyone has them at one time or another. Gramtrekker.

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