My brain is busy these days. Lots of dreams. Quick summary:
1. I am trying to tell people that I am sad and suicidal. No one will listen to me, no one cares. They tell me to stop being a drama queen. Go figure, I woke up pretty depressed after that one.
2. I am hanging out in Texas with circa-2005/2006 bands from Fueled By Ramen/Decaydance Records. Also with Taking Back Sunday. I think I might have been dating William Beckett. I don’t remember much else about the dream, except that I was sad. Probably because I was in Texas, and Eric wasn’t there.
I tried to stay up a little bit later than my usual 830pm last night. I couldn’t sit still and I got really irritable. I was hoping that if I stayed up later, I’d wake up later than the usual 5am I’m waking up these days. I was also hoping that I’d wake up less often throughout the night. Not so much. Woke up a lot, and woke up for good at 530.
715pm…time for me to take an Ambien, I suppose. This week has been a bitch, and it’s only Tuesday.