In a bad way. In a very bad way. It struck me hard when I had it, but it just keeps coming up over and over again in my mind. It's maddening, the way it slowly eats away at my consciousness, almost as if it has a mind and life of its own. I wouldn't be surprised.
Dreams are tricky things, moreso than many others.
I never dream about her. My days are haunted by thoughts of her, but I never dream of her. I was spared that before now. And now whenever I see her, I am reminded of the dream, and I slowly kill myself as I am left alone with my thoughts. It was very strange, and ignited a chain of thoughts in my mind which refuses to go away.