An eventful week!

Sunday night: I was going to become a 'sister wife' to a man of the cloth. His second wife. It was so sad. At the last minute I ran but was too afraid to go to confession.

Monday night: I moved into a cool space with a loft bedroom. The indoor space was great but it was literally surrounded by concrete. I was sad to have given up my views.

Tuesday night: One of my dad's friends (not IRL, just IDL) erupted at a social gathering, screaming he hated me and how horrible I was. In the dream, I was sobbing and sobbing. I woke myself up sobbing. I felt like shit and even the realization that it was just a dream didn't comfort.

Here's to hoping the rest of the week is not so dramatic in the wee hours of the morn. (gah.)