4am- Wake-ups of Confusion

I dreamt of a little girl again last night. I don't remember much but she was near a cliff. I was going to her. Looking for her. She was in a crowd and a mess of things were happening around her.

I kept waking up confused and thinking to myself. Why am I doing this? What am I supposed to be doing here? I can't help but wonder why I'm having these, 4am wake-ups of confusion.. I've had them ever since I left New York.