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I had the weirdest fucking dream yesterday. I was in a house but technically it was a boat even though it looked like a normal house. There was this guy there and all these bizarre images were being flashed through my head - sex, violence, crazy shit. I knew something was wrong but I couldn't figure out what was happening. I was able to shake out of it long enough to grab this guy and try to get him to tell me what was going on. I had to torture him. In my dream, I started ripping his fingernails off one by one and when it came down to then cutting off his fingers he gave in and told me everything. He told me 'we' were an experiment. We were being tested to see how we handled things. I ran to X2 who was there and told her everything. She didn't care. I asked her didn't you think something was going wrong. She said yes but it was too late. Things were too far gone and she was leaving. The odd part was how she was dressed - much more stylish than I have ever seen her. She even had on a pillbox hat with a veil. I never saw her wear a hat in 13 years. I didn't care really as I understood that the pressure of the experiment was just too intense. All I said to her was I am keeping the house. She said fine and left. So here I am standing covered in blood, watching her walk out. All that torture, all that pain all for nothing.

Got to love my head.

I spent yet another day at home. This time though I was pretty focused. I was able to get through some things in preparation for next week's trip. Today I am doing more prep work and I need to start packing. I just need to get through the day so I can start my partial weekend.

The kid went out while I was working. She went over to her grandmothers to practice sewing. I am glad she is sticking with it even if it is driving her nuts.

That was the extent of my day. Nothing else really. Her and I went out to get bread and eggs around six but that was the only time I left the house. I need to go today or tomorrow and get a few things for my trip.

Time for a meeting.