Good morning!
Without listing the causes of it (I'll do a locked post for those who want to know), I found myself in a rotten emotional cycle last night. I'm sure my sleeptime adventures from the night before didn't help. So I resorted to one of my lorazepam. I must have been bad off, because usually when I take it I absolutely TRiP bAllS. I just started feeling normal, played another few rounds of the Space Marines demo, then went to continue on the books I've been reading, "Titanicus" and "Aleister Crowley and Dion Fortune: The Logos of the Aeon and the Shakti of the Age". (This book will be acronymed as "AC/DF".) Then I slept all night and mercifully don't remember any dreams at all. Off to work.