12,408 Days Alive
Second day at work went well despite being absolutely exhausted. I had endless nightmares last night.
In some of them, I died. Hanging, drowning, getting shot in the head.
I went to bed with a headache and didn’t take anything for it. I woke up with it still going strong. I think it’s a tension headache because my shoulders are screaming.
I dreamed Steph died, too, and was so freaked out when I woke up at three am, I put my hand over her chest to make sure she was breathing.
I need to relax.
Maybe I should get a massage while I’m on the cruise?
Only a few days till the cruise itself. I’m super excited!
I need rest though. I want to keep doing well at the new job.
Take your meds, folks.
Postmark Wonderland 