An Interlude

She went to sleep thinking about an Irishman that she would never meet and awoke an hour and a half later feeling heavier, disoriented and just plain groggy.  The headache had gone only to be replaced by an ache.  An ache that she could not describe.  She felt it in her bones and in her heart.  She could have shrugged it off, gotten up ad fixed herself something to eat.but there was.something...something nagging her in the back of her mind.  Something her dream - which vanished upon her eyes opening - was trying to get her to remember and act upon.
Tears slipped from her eyes as the dream vanished, leaving her floating and adrift.