Had a horrible dream last night. Woke up in a cold sweat at 11:47pm. I had been in a plane crash. But it wasn't like a regular plane with seats. Mote like a cargo plane or a spaceship. We survived the crash, but then the fucked up part was I had to try and reach people to let them know I was alive and I was getting confused by time zones and who was up. I was trying to reach the kid, X1, and X2 but for some reason not B. Then I had to unload the plane by myself but they wouldn't let me use the closest entrance. I had to walk through this hotel all the way around to the freight entrance when this guy swallowed a razor blade and was starting to have his insides destroyed. Yeah. I know. Then I had another dream where I was at a small club where AC/DC was performing. That one wasn't so bad. Weird but at least not plane crash weird.
Didn't do a whole lot yesterday. Prepped for my class today (which starts in a little under three hours). You note the time right? I woke up about 20 minutes ago and after all the crazy dreams just said fuck it and got up. I went to bed early last night on top of everything else.
Rambling a bit today. I can tell. Need to focus my thoughts. Did I leave the house yesterday? Let me think. Nope. I didn't. Made pork chops for dinner. With biscuits. Played Diablo. Watched some TV. God my head is all over the place right now and I don't know why. Too many thoughts running through my brain. Need to get it together to be ready for class.
I'm ready to go back on the road. Enough time at home. Next week is Disneyland. I can make it.
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