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So many random dreams.
The night before there was on where we're in a van and Kaitlen, a girl who's a friend of a friend down at UCSD was in the front seat talking. Very odd, because I've only chatted to this person in passing like...two or three times.
The tonight had a whole bunch of dreams (though I am waking up earlier, which is a good thing). There was one where I was in an apartment/hotel thingy with Alex and Leland (ex-GF and a friend) eating some food thing. There was a TV on. My mom was doing something also. Something food related. I don't remember.
There was a different one where I was arguing and yelling at Scott, and he was being smug because he was out of the military, and I was yelling that I knew someone in admin and I'd drag his ass back in just to get that smugness off his face.
Then another on where I was running around trying to find a spot in formation for some weird assembly thing.
And that was followed up by some weird frankenstein monster trying to kill me so I had to escape to mexico.
Or something weird like that.
What a fun series of dreams. Why did the nightmare-ish one have to be last?
At least the withdrawal symptoms aren't so bad. Less shivering/cold sweat. Still coughing phlegm and shit up though.
The night before there was on where we're in a van and Kaitlen, a girl who's a friend of a friend down at UCSD was in the front seat talking. Very odd, because I've only chatted to this person in passing like...two or three times.
The tonight had a whole bunch of dreams (though I am waking up earlier, which is a good thing). There was one where I was in an apartment/hotel thingy with Alex and Leland (ex-GF and a friend) eating some food thing. There was a TV on. My mom was doing something also. Something food related. I don't remember.
There was a different one where I was arguing and yelling at Scott, and he was being smug because he was out of the military, and I was yelling that I knew someone in admin and I'd drag his ass back in just to get that smugness off his face.
Then another on where I was running around trying to find a spot in formation for some weird assembly thing.
And that was followed up by some weird frankenstein monster trying to kill me so I had to escape to mexico.
Or something weird like that.
What a fun series of dreams. Why did the nightmare-ish one have to be last?
At least the withdrawal symptoms aren't so bad. Less shivering/cold sweat. Still coughing phlegm and shit up though.