Then the alarm beeped, and I smacked the snooze button so I could finish the dream and make it all right, so I could take the kitten to a vet and have its tail stitched up and its burns treated, but I couldn't get back into the dream, it kept shifting even though I knew I was dreaming and knew what I wanted to do in the dream.
Bleah.
I think I'm stressing myself. I know I'm stressing myself, and I know what I need to do to fix it, and I'm procrastinating.