Sigmund Freud’s The Interpretation of Dreams
I want to get a head-start on that good ole counseling license, I guess. Or maybe I just want to be perceived as though I’m smart enough and passionate enough to get a head-start.
I also wrote three songs in my head last night as I stared wide awake in bed with insomnia, but of course did not have the discipline to get out of bed to work on them, nor did I remember them in the morning like I told myself I would.
I DID, however, finally complete the 7th season of Grey’s Anatomy. Literally, I did so, in one day. So that is some accomplishment, right?!
I’m going to bed and I’m going to actually sleep and not stay awake too long involuntarily thinking about my mom’s potential future stroke nor my past, current and future terrible life decisions.