I slept in the living room on the couch last night. I fell asleep about 2:30 am woke up at 4:00 am and just stayed up. I was just going to stay up all day but I have homework due tonight and I didn’t want to be too tired to do it so I laid down at 7:00 am and got up at 11:00 am.
Unfortunately I had my worst form of dreams that are rather rare for me nowadays. The long dreams where I’m insane; my most feared and hated dreams. I forgot what happened in the dream but I woke up depressed and uncomfortable. The neighbors didn’t even do anything to me but just thinking about the situation depressed me and the guy above just laughed once which didn’t help. I don’t know what I was tripping on but as usual it seems my life had changed forever until it dawned on me, nothings happening, why am I getting depressed about nothing? No one knows I had nightmares, no one knows I’m depressed, it’s just a normal day. I don’t have to be depressed. So I came to my senses and fixed a decent breakfast and I’ll work on my paper and maybe go for a walk later. Now I’m feeling OK. Nothings happening!!
