Ahh, the painful sound of moving. A handtruck is rhythmically slamming on each individual stair outside the apartment...up and down.
I wish that I could remember the bizarre dream I had last night. I remember something happening to make me sit straight up in bed at 2:00 A.M. I fell back asleep, but was fighting. I was asleep and something was waking me, but my body was paralyzed. I couldn't react. I was terrified, but couldn't scream. I wanted to run, but found myself incapable of movement. It was a horrible sensation, and I woke feeling absolutely exhausted. I don't normally pay attention to the "subconscious" meaning of dreams, but this is the second time that particular dream has occurred. Apparently it is very common and signals that there is something in my life I feel I have no control over. Hmm.
Things have been so busy the past couple of days. It feels weird to stall. Good luck to everyone starting classes this week! :)
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