morning couch. as much as I usually appreciate my dreams and working with them, i am not a fan this morning. at all. i had a doozie last night and i want to talk to t about it right flipping now. i know i can't of course so i'm going to get on with my day, try to forget about it for now. but first i'm going to email it to her and ask to talk sooner than 2 weeks because i want it out of my head. stupid psyche giving me this stupid dream making me ask for a stupid appointment stupidly sooner than i wanted to. gah.

and on that pleasant note, have a great day everyone!