Actually kind of a pretty dream, but odd; makes me want to analyze it. Not being able to get to where I wanted to go (I clearly hadn't wanted to be on that ledge) is probably significant. I seemed to be waiting for something. And now I'm getting bored just describing it, so maybe I should wrap up the dream-description part of this entry.
Another odd week, one of many I've had lately. A source of that oddness is going away (longtime readers can likely guess what I'm talking about), but I've felt worn down by the last few months. That's probably what's hitting me now.
Time to go all Quo vadamos? (if the spelling's correct) and figure stuff out. Things are changing. I'm making changes. I'm dealing with other changes. Dealing while with a lower reserve of energy than I'd like, but that's true for lots of you.
Anyway. Today is a day. Stuff will get done. And I hope I'm more awake and not as moody while doing it.