Strange Dreams

I had a weird dream last night. I’m not sure if it was two dreams smushed together to become one big long dream, or if it was just one big one. There was a funny little bit at the end though, which I found highly amusing, and I forced myself awake, just so I would remember it. And then I wanted to go back TO the dream, and failed to do so. I’m glad I finally got a decent night’s sleep.

For those 3 of you who read, I’m trying to quit smoking again. I was an emotional wreck for the better part of yesterday, and I can’t seem to figure out why. So many things have been going on, mainly the change in birth control (different hormone), the quitting smoking, and well, just all sorts of other things going on too. It’s kind of unnerving. Maybe it was a culmination of everything with lack of sleep and exhaustion pushing me over the edge. But I was not in a good place. And I was crying for no reason. This is not normal for me. Not normal at all.

This weekend should prove to be fun and interesting, as I’m taking out one of those things that I do so love to do when in public and group settings. Not smoking is really one of my favorite pasttimes, as it kills boredom like you wouldn’t believe. Instead, I’m going to see if I can make it stick this time, for more than 5.5 months.

I have yet to call my parents and ask them for money. I’m slightly terrified, not because they’re going to be mad at me. I’m sure they’ll be understanding and wonderful as they always are. I just hate the idea that somewhere I screwed up, yet again, and couldn’t adjust my lifestyle to the rising gas prices. I’m going to offer to pay the money back, and maybe it will make me feel less guilty. I think tonight I’m going to finally have to ask for it, as I need it before next Friday if I want to be able to pay any of my bills on time… and have gas money to get TO work.

The boy was very sweet last night, while I was having some crazy emotional breakdown. I explained what was going on, and he could tell I was rather… snappy. I could tell to, so I apologized and got off the phone. It was best to just not talk to anyone last night, tbh. I wasn’t in a very good place. I did, however, wake up this morning feeling much better. Though I feel like I’m on crack right now because of this patch. Wow. Is it 4:30pm yet??

The dream will be in the more section, for anyone who might be curious.

The dream if you guys are curious, because it was really interesting.

I was sitting on a bed, and my sister was there. But it was like the high school version of my sister. She was lying there, and I could see that her back was red. I asked if she had gone to the beach, and she said yes. Then I got no response from her and she passed out. I got up off the bed, and I was standing in some strange room. I recognized it (in the dream) but I don’t think I’ve ever seen it before in real life. There was a kitchen, kind of the cubby hole type where it’s a long “hallway” and the sink is at the far end, with the fridge on one side, and counter space on the other. In the open area (away from the sink) there was a door. If you went through the door it opened up into this large room, that looked like a separate apartment.

The boy was with me, and we were walking around trying to find something. Then he disappeared, and I was there with David Tennant, as Doctor Who. Very strange.

Towards the end of the dream, I was browsing the internet. And I was on one of those websites that does updates on shows and movies. And I read this little snippit on the update site. Ah ha ha ha!! It said, “Have you missed Lee Olesky (F)? Well, she’s…” blurb I don’t recall the rest of it. It did say something about being sassy and tattooed, and that my character name on Doctor Who was Johana. Apparently I had made some kind of appearance on the show, and I was coming back.

Ah ha ha ha ha ha!! Man, what a dream that would be. I’d LOVE to be on the show, though being an UK show, I highly doubt that’s ever going to happen. I just thought it was hilarious that I dreamt that not only was I going to be ON the show, but that I had already been on the show.

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