1,218 for the day. My mc has safely made it back to the dormitories and created enemies along the way. Excellent... Smithers, release the hounds.
Really sucky emotional start to the day. First relived Grandpa's death at the hospice in the dream. Then that whole thing morphed to a dream about my remaining Grandma, where a hospice nurse was in her apartment telling her and the rest of us that she only had a couple of hours to live, because her heart was failing her. Way too real, considering how poorly she has been doing recently. Actually woke up with tears on my face - I've never physically cried in a dream before. Took most of the day to get me out of that funk. But the gorgeous weather helped. Gives me hope for a good Spring this year.
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
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