Early to Rise

I woke up at 6:30 this morning with a feeling of dread and I was overwhelmed with an urgency to call my parents and see if everything was all right. I called (Luckily it's 2 hours later there). Everything is fine. I had just talked to my mom for Mother's Day so...I don't know what prompted the feeling I had this morning. Probably too much pizza.
I used to complain that I never remembered my dreams when I woke up in the morning. Now, about half the time I wish I didn't remember them. I have some very vivid and weird dreams. I don't usually write them down because I don't want to remember them. I miss those old days of seemingly dreamless sleep.