I had two dreams last night that had me pretty upset.
1) I watched Son fall/roll down a huge hill. The way his body was flailing and hearing the thud at the bottom made me wake up crying. It was so sick I wouldn't let myself fall back to sleep for fear of having the dream again.
I watched some tv in the living room and fell asleep on the couch.
2) This time we were at Walmart when a huge snake - think Anaconda - started chasing me. I jumped up onto the register and the snake focused its attention on a boy I didn't know. It ate him.