it's a very gloomy, foggy morning here in San Francisco.
I don't know where this past week went. work is keeping me extremely busy, and the new apartment still needs a bit of work. the Cultural Anthropology class that D and I are taking started this week, too.
I rewarded myself with a damned good night's sleep last night, which was almost spoiled by unbelievably vivid and disturbing dreams. I woke up briefly at 5:30 am, wondering what the hell was going on- still half in the dream, trying to reassure myself that it wasn't real. people I haven't seen for 10 years appeared with people I see every day, and with people I haven't met yet. I should have gotten up to write it all down, but I only wanted to go back to blessed sleep.