Dreams
You know how some dreams are just plain weird? They may contain people, places, and events from your life, but they’re all mixed up in bizarre ways and cross-cut with stuff from books and movies, and you wake up wondering “What the hell was that all about?”, and don’t get even the slightest feeling that your subconscious is trying to tell you something about your life, like, for example, that you’re setting yourself up for a massive fall? I could use more dreams like that.
In other news, I ate so badly last week (Oh, so much ice cream yesterday! Oh, those guac nachos Friday!) that I’m back up to 283 pounds this morning. Or maybe some of it’s muscle. Still I’m going to be taking the nutrition thing a bit more seriously for a while. Time to go shopping.