Medication made sleep practically impossible last night, but when it came it was hard and fast, and permeated with peculiar snippets of dreams... in one, I was a stonemason building a dam; in another, I was having a long talk with my beloved's ex, for some reason. Another time I was gardening... and most of the dreams started with the motion of getting out of bed - made for a very, very confusing morning.
And yes, I checked - the yard still looks like hell, so I didn't garden in my sleep.
M.
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My thanks to all the wonderful members here; I will miss the opportunity to continue to learn and work with you.
For those who seek an alternative, it is coming.
So long, and thanks for all the fish!