Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Not a good day. Much pain and bad dreams (plus a lot of just strange dreams). Not a walk-to-the-store day; may or may not be a ride-to-rehearsal day. Ow. Probably a not-opening-any-jars day, for that matter.

In one dream I was watching television and heard a politician excuse the rape of three women, saying "it needed doing" because they weren't having babies fast enough on their own -- I woke up while reaching to change the channel. Ugh. I also had five separate episodes of: 1) dream that I've already woken up and am eating breakfast, 2) realize as I finish eating that it's only a dream, 3) wake up for real. (My pillows are all accounted for / no giant marshmallows for dream-breakfast.) Woke up from several of the dreams with my hands numb & tingling.

Not sure which bugs me most -- the pain, the dreams, or the fact that it's three in the afternoon and I'm still struggling to get my body to function in a useful manner.

If I feel better later, I'll either write something more interesting than complaining about my health, or see whether I can get a ride to 3LF rehearsal, depending on just how much better.