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I slept decently, but like Nammu, had a disturbing dream. There was a tiny bear cub, a furry little black and white cub. It had been abandoned somehow, so required bottle feeding. Another woman, a young woman, and I were taking turns carefully feeding the cub. Suddenly another, older woman came and took the cub. She said it was ready to be released into the wild. I told her it wasn't weaned yet and wouldn't survive. She was a powerful woman and took the cub away. It was a very sad dream.
Then I awoke to a message that my therapist is out again today. Her asthma is really bothering her. She sound "froggy" on Thursday, so I kinda figured she might be out again. I have an appt. with her on Thursday, but I really wanted to see her twice this week.
I began my Lamictal decrease last night.
So I'll be doing work with the book business today, which is good.
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