Night off with an iPad full of games.
I had the strangest fever dreams last night. Normally my fever dreams are alarming, horrifying and haunting. And other -ing adjectives. Last night, I dreamed of buds bursting into bloom, of bugs carrying flowers on their backs, of a green world. It was all still strange but very peaceful and reassuring. I am the grips of the start of allergy season and my head feels stuffed and full of pressure, so I think my brain was just focused on the cause of it all.
Lately, I’ve been scheduling the hell out of every waking moment. I tell myself it’s to make sure I keep the new habits I’ve picked up, and partly that’s true. Partly it’s that whole guilt thing, for sure. But partly, I think, it’s because I am scared that if I’m not busy all the time the reality of my small life might sink in a bit.
Going to bed so very early tonight, and by so very early I mean within an hour of now. I’ve plied myself with benadryl and The Two Towers (why, honestly, WHY did I not read these before? I should never take advice from my pre-teen self) and a folder full of iOS games to soothe me to sleep.