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I had a very weird dream last night... the world was ending, something very weird was going on and I was freaking out. And those kind of dreams where you try to hide never end up working out, because for some reason you're always in the wrong spot. I was trying to hide behind clothes and trying to figure out what was going on and no one would tell me (I do believe Oprah was in my dream, also) and I just kept crying thinking about how I didn't really want to die, or be left... I have dreams like this every so often and I woke up feeling like I just ran ten miles, I couldn't breathe at all.
My week has been really fun. I'm trying not to spend a lot of money... but between Thursday and Friday I'm pretty sure that I spent a lot. Traveling costs more than anything. I've been going back and forth to the beach all week, even if it's not to lay out on the beach, I went over to lunch which was really nice...
Yesterday was very fun. Flea markets and walks through Central Park, the Met... French lunch, boy watching, talking about tons of different stuff, HENRI BENDEL. mmmmm! Prada SUNGLASSES. deeelish. Anyway, I came home having only spent money on a train ticket and my French bread sandwich... Pretty crazy.
I'm very upset about my doctor situation, I'm still not over it, annnnd uh, I don't know what to do. I feel like paying something like $200 for a doctor's visit is pretty crazy, especially when I'm going to have to go to the optometrist soon and then get new prescriptions for my contacts... why are things that shouldn't really cost anything so much money? Gross. So the next few weeks are filled with all kinds of check ups so that I can get them out of the way... then I need to start on my stuff for school. There's a lot to do.
I feel like nothing is going well. Maybe that'll change.
Love.