(Wrote this yesterday morning; forgot my thumb drive @ work, so I'm posting it now...)
All morning, I've had a very unsettling feeling; a subtle kind of nervous, pit-of-the-stomach uneasiness that makes me want to get back in bed & try to start the day over, or maybe just skip it & jump to tomorrow. Something's not right, but I can't tell what it is.
The more I think about it... I wonder if something's going on with CC? She's the only person I've ever had that kind of connection with. It would probably be weird to write her about it though, wouldn't it? I mean, we haven't talked in weeks (months?)
…
I wrote her anyway; felt I had to, just in case. She’s ok, although she had rough time yesterday/last night. We're hoping to catch up in the next week or so, but I won't hold my breath.
p.s. no idea why this came to mind, but am I the only one who can “read a book” while in a dream, not knowing anything about it, and have the story make sense, even be good? I read somewhere that people can’t read the actual words books in dreams, although they can be “reading a book”, but I remember once being on the 'edge of my seat' as I read a story in a dream. As I recall, it had a very satisfying ending too. I've also read newspapers, too...
9:45 p.m. - 2016-06-07
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