The dreams last night were fine. A little weird, but there were comforting elements to them. I woke up at my usual time, between 5:30 and 5:40. I should have just gotten up then. As usual, bad dreams after falling asleep again. I'm not sure why that is. I know that my mom is the same way. Is that a normal way for people to be? Or just something about my family?
Don't want to write about the dreams, since I have other writing I need to do right now. I'm not feeling very positive about this article right now, but I really do need to just write some crap today. Pages and pages of crap. And then I can make it better tomorrow. Or, that's the theory at least.