So yesterday, I woke up, started my day as I always do by sitting down to study at 5 AM. I was overcome with a terrible sense of dread and anxiety. I couldn't think of anything that happened that could have sparked this feeling. I came in to the office and learned that the bubbly architect who sits right outside of my office lost her baby (she was 6 mths pregnant).
Then, last night, I had a dream that a Contractor lost his wife and child. We were on the phone discussing business when he got the message so I felt really bad for him and rushed to meet with him so that he wasn't alone. I ended up staying with him until his sister and mother could travel into town and then I went home. My husband brought clothes to me and even talked to the guy to try to console him as well.
So then, in my waking life (today), I get a phone call from the same Contractor this morning and now he's worried that he may go out of business.
