Wednesday, March 26, 2003

I have to take my dog to the vet tonight. She has some sort of lump on her leg. I'm hoping it's just a cyst.

I had disturbing dreams last night. Dreams about someone I haven't thought about in a long time. It's a strange thing to stay away from someone for their own good. I miss him; I think.

I'm having difficulty shaking the sleep from my head. Everything seems to have a strange, ethereal quality. I can't believe I slept so long. I couldn't have gone to bed after 2:30am, and I don't think I woke up until 2:30pm. It hurts to breathe; it always hurts to breathe when you've slept for twelve hours, and your body has accustomed itself to being asleep.