A Simple Solution for Getting Rid of Nightmares

Lately it's been getting colder where I'm at (which btw I can't say where that is or why I can't.)

Anyway I started sleeping with a heating pad at my feet. I have never had so many nights with such incredible dreams.

Since using the heating pad, every time I go to sleep I enter a world where some times I'm in a relationship with Clark Kent aka Super Man or I'm in Venice and can use the water to body board around town. I know Venice doesn't have giant waves IRL but this was a dream and wow is it cool using a blast of water to go up to the fifth story and enter through an open window when I don't feel like taking the stairs.

It's made it hard to get out of bed but at least I'm not having nightmares every other night. (PTSD enough said.) The other benefit is I feel better rested and more motivated when I wake up.

Writing has also seemed easier. My word count is up. It's like having great dreams is also helping with my creative juices in the daylight.

I don't know why the heating pad at my feet is helping improve everything from dealing with stress to better dreams but I do think it's worth a try.

I was having nightmares nearly every night since my marriage fell apart and that was just the tip of catastrophe. Now when I go to sleep it's lots of erotica and super powers, all because of a heating pad.

Try it for yourself tonight and report back! I want to know if it works for others or if I'm just a freak of nature!

Thanks for reading!!!!

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