Night terror

Just now 1 AM. Home from girls night a bit, just rolled over to try to get to sleep. I'm laying there, thinking rambling thoughts (I have no idea what about, they're completely gone) and right on the edge of sleep, I close my eyes and -bang-, I'm staring through a window at a horse rearing up as it's struck by lightning. Broad daylight.

Upwelling dread/fear that I'm still coming down from a little. It hit me really hard, startled me awake. The horse was spotted, maybe like an appaloosa but very spotty, dark brown or black and white. I think I heard it scream, in that split second image, but my mind might be filling that in after the fact. The context - however little of it there is - seems to be of the front of the house, as if I were looking out from the front door or the windows in the dining room. I started having a thought not unlike, 'wait, that's not a moose...' but it was all very fast, fast as a blink.

On responsibility:

(10:33:25 AM) thisseverance: have you talked to your liver about it?
(10:33:35 AM) thisseverance: has your liver had a chance to voice an opinion?
(10:33:46 AM) thisseverance: has your liver's union rep had a chance to voice an opinion?
(10:33:58 AM) jesusmcmurphy: Why would I? There's no proof he's mine and besides he has red hair!
(10:34:06 AM) thisseverance: !
(10:34:20 AM) jesusmcmurphy: It's your liver, isn't it!
(10:34:41 AM) jesusmcmurphy: Sneaky bitch.

PS:

I keep associating the 'detect' button for location on these entries to the mood thing. I am constantly amused by the idea that LJ might be able to detect my mood, and wonder what it would say if it tried.