Went to bed at a reasonable hour -- this is a new experiment, likely soon to founder on the looming necessity to produce a book, but pleasant as long as it lasts. Unfortunately, despite having gone to bed at that oh-so-reasonable hour, I am sleepy, headachy, and depressed, having been harried down the night by bad dreams. Or, rather, a single, repetitive, bad dream. It involved someone who was feeding fuzz laced with bits of rubber band to tiny kittens, which killed them. I was wandering all over campus (this of course taking place at work), trying to find justice for the victims so foully murdered -- or even anyone who cared. It was so awful that I kept waking myself up, only to nod off again, and fall precisely back into the same dream.
In retrospect, I should've just gotten up and read, but I never seem to think of that. . .
In retrospect, I should've just gotten up and read, but I never seem to think of that. . .
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Date: 2009-11-16 03:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-16 03:09 pm (UTC)I'm wishing you a more pleasant night tonight.
Edited because it seems I just can't type it right the first time.
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Date: 2009-11-16 03:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-16 04:56 pm (UTC)I hate, hate, hate bad dreams all night. Especially when they still make you feel bad the next day.
Hope your day is going better (Monday? ha!) Sweet dreams tonight.
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Date: 2009-11-16 05:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-16 07:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-16 10:41 pm (UTC)I hate to say it, but that's the kind of dreams I have when I'm coming down with the flu or other nasty virus. I hope you aren't getting sick!