I dreamed it was my first day of work at a trucking company but couldn't find my way through the factory to where I was supposed to report. Since I couldn't figure out where to go, I took one of the trucks and drove it where I thought it should be going (which was somewhere in the building). Someone (the person I was supposed to report to?) found ( Read more... )

In case there was ever any doubt from where my depression originates: two nights ago we took my (estranged) mother to the hospital. She had had a TIA, it turns out and she still has a fever they can't break nor determine the roots of. I also went there last night and took the boys ( Read more... )

And so it begins. Dreamt (more than once) of running through a dark city in fear, needing to get home to Darryl. First time, there was a young child (a boy?) running with me, trying to keep up with me. The other time I was desperately trying to get tickets to a show Darryl and I were supposed to go to, and we were very late, but because I refused ( Read more... )