Tuesday, July 7, 2009
I should be on my way to work by now but I sit here immobilized and out of sorts, want to do nothing more than flop on the couch with a stack of magazines and a Snickers bar. Blame it partly on PMS but the main reason is the nightmare-filled restless sleep I just experienced. As if one horrible dream about my Mom wasn't enough, I had to wake up and shake it off only to have another one! What the hell? I know that dreams are supposed to tell us something, a way for the mind to process emotions and situations that we can't handle while awake, but I find it hard to believe that the horrible images in my head last night could possibly be helpful to my psyche. Shudder.
I'm not sure what's going on but I'm all shaken up and this is not a good way to start my day.
It can only get better from here, though, right?