For the most part, I'm not even going to describe the images in my dreams last night, because I'm pretty sure exactly what the dreams were talking about. Concerns about work, concerns about relationships, concerns about performance in society, concerns about food, all colliding in imagery. Made last night less restful; my mind felt like it was revving.

On the plus side, some of the imagery was beautiful: me and others in a house with a lot of large windows, watching a warm and brilliant-pink sunrise lighting up a Mt. Hood-like mountain, on a horizon that seemed not that far away. Lovely. My dreams have been vivid and colorful since childhood. I hope they stay so, even when they're more stressful.

Good morning.