My exhaustion knows no bounds, apparently.
I came home early from school (ie: I didn’t spend three hours in the library studying), sat on the couch, and feel fast asleep for THREE HOURS!!!! What woke me was this weird dream where I caught the man I was seeing cheating on me…
I’m not seeing ANYONE, that’s the weird part.
And I’m not taking anything stronger than Aleve for my cold… It’s not like those NyQuil hallucinations I was having when I was sick last spring.
I don’t get this at all.
And– last night I damn near tore up my arms, legs, and back scratching itches. I’m liberally covered in scratches and scabs.
I know, lovely, right? And maybe a little TMI…
Today would have been my friend and former co-worker Steve’s 48th birthday. Sadly, he passed away this past January of heart failure.
You are missed, my friend.
That’s all from where I sit.