Sometimes, I wish I really took the time to keep a pad and paper next to my bed to record my dreams. I'm not really sure what I dreamed about last night, but I just know that it left a bad taste in my mouth this morning and I've been down all day.
I also got a rush of bad vibes last weekend, when I changed my bed sheets. I put away the flannel ones I'd been sleeping on all winter and got out the cotton ones I use for warmer weather. That made me think about Tina, as I bought those sheets when we were together and, well, I had some of the most intense moments of my life on those sheets. I know it's silly, as I'm now quite over her and I know it would be insane to start something up again (as, for as much as I loved her, I know she's also certifiably mad). It's just that those sheets made me remember how good being in love feels. The weirdest things can trigger emotions like that.
So for now, I'm trying to plod along my day until I can go home and bury myself in the book I'm reading.