Worries in the night

I woke up last night to a nightmare (and to a burglar alarm, but that's another story).

My nightmare was about something to do with my student life. The dream was somehow very opressive, but I can't remember many details now. I was there, awake in bed, and had peaceful India next to me. I admired how easy a child's life is. No chance of having nightmares about your ex-boyfriends and such.

Then, within minutes, India woke up crying. She explained to us that something terrible was going on. Instead of being a princess she was a prince!