entered into unadvisedly

The dog is having a nightmare. He barks with his mouth closed. Birds whimper just outside the window. Was the nightingale on my deck railing bringing me messages from you? How are you by the way.

My head still resounds from the absence of pounding. A clear thrum that tells me something loud and consuming has passed away. It's you.

I should be glad for obstacles. I should feel protected.

I'm annoyed.