Restlessness

Last night was a very restless night, It felt as though I didn't sleep. I felt a sense of urgency and I tossed and turned in my bed. There was something I was supposed to do. Objectives to protect. There were these towers I had to protect. There were three of them that protected something, but they were being overwhelmed. I had to stop the creatures that were attacking the statues. I was alone and in control of what were basically puppets. People to control to defend these objectives. There were five of them split among the three towers but there were enemies besides the large number of lesser creatures. There were other puppets but each was controlled by someone else, making it even harder for me to defend. To make matters worse I was switching at an uncontrollable and rapid pace. I had no control over who I was going to be from one second to the next as I tried to keep both them alive and my towers standing against the onslaught. I knew I would eventually loose but I felt compelled to try. It was exhausting. I felt my body move as I wrestled with my restless half sleep. I felt myself in my bed, moving back and forth but it was if I was only halfway there and halfway in the chaos of my dream. I felt myself slipping further into the dream, then back out and into the tangle of sheets and comforter. After a while of this I woke up, three hours before my alarm was set to go off, drenched in a cold sweat. I can't recall what the end of my dream was, but I know it wasn't good. I find it better if I don't know.