Now the dreams had actually become useful . What once frightened me beyond all imagination now became fodder for my waking hours , so when I woke from a bad dream , I actually smiled , turned on the light and wrote it down so I would n't forget any part of it . This went on for a long time , and I was content . The dreams still had the power to frighten me , yet I relished the idea of having them come .

Question: What do I appreciate having bad dreams now ?
I write them down so I would not forget about them and think about them in they day .