He’s having a nightmare, tonight. He’s being chased by something I can’t see. He turns back, yet I can see no one nor anything in front of me nor behind me. His body is tossing and turning. I’m being selfish. I could wake him up and free him but I don’t want to leave yet. I want to see him just a little bit longer. His eyes are twitching and wincing, I’m afraid he may wake himself up soon. I should cherish these last few moments I have with him, before I’m sent home.