The only time I sleep good is when I take two ambien, but I don’t want to do that on a regular bases or my body will get used to it. Last night I tossed and turned so much my covers were in a knot. When I did sleep I was involuntary in a hospital, there was a bunch of us being drugged by the powers that be to keep us locked up. Was a terrifying experience. It still hangs over me hours later.

Need to do laundry today as I’m leaving for my sisters house tomorrow. So I can be there for my early morning dental appointment Monday morning..

Ugh, I’m so hungover from that dream. Memories of when I was so unstable. Nothing like a vivid dream to remind myself how good it is to be boring. 😂