Well, I felt I had to put it -somewhere-

I had a dream last night, that I was sitting in the most out of place room I could find desperately hoping that no-one would find me or think to try, with a sensation of fear and panic in me convinced anything could go wrong at a moments notice and certain beyond all reason that I was in danger. I remember that I just wanted to get on and finish reading a book, but I couldn't for fear of my life. I woke up still feeling that sensation and feeling so horrible, so scared that I wanted to cry. It was very shortly afterwards I realised it was because I hadn't felt that since I left Stoke, where I felt it so constantly I had gotten used to it.