Scumbag dream

Had a dream which featured a certain someone.

And it was a weird, happy dream.  Sort of.  (And because of that it made me really sad in the end.)

Like...one where I didn't hate him and we spent our time doing stupid stuff.  Example - feeding bread to birds, but doing it in a way where people we didn't like ended up getting swarmed.  I have no fucking clue, man.

Though I remember having conversations which made me sad in the dream, and then at one point my dad called me and said "...are you fucking kidding me?"  Which aha my dad would never...really say.

So, I woke up sad and pissed off at my brain for giving me these visions at night, when I would rather rest and just escape all those feels.  And for giving me any sort of dream where I have any feelings other than hatred for him.  Fuck you brain, stop that.


I tried to make lunch, but I didn't trust the chicken I wanted to use, so I tossed it.  Instead, I brought two pieces of bread and grabbed the little packet of cashew butter I bought.  So I'm going to try that today and see if I like it.  I hope I do.


Man, I really don't want to be awake right now.  I'm in a mode of not caring about anything at the moment.  Luckily, I have a session today.  Also, I need to remember to go get my meds later, since I ran out before.