I've gotten into this really weird sleep pattern where I'm dreaming very vividly just before I wake up (usually at 8 a.m.). Yesterday, it was a cute dream that involved moving into a dorm and meeting a cute boy, and today it was a scary dream in which I was at an aiport but missed my flight and I was all alone and stranded and I was bawling. Quiet days. Enough time to make lunch and take a shower when I want. Plenty of reading and lounging like a kitty. I like it too much. |