Take my breath away

I am stressed out. Stressed out like there's no tomorrow. Or, er, stressed out like there is a tomorrow and there's a deadline on that day and the world will collapse if I don't get to the finish line. Ho hum. Work is stressing me out - life is stressing me out. Crazy.

I guess that's why Ihad a nightmare that some long pointy fingered alien was trying to kill me and as I was screaming for Kyle to help me it was stealing my breath and I was dying. Either that or I shouldn't eat chinese food late at night....