moniemuffins

Good news everybody! Last night was my first night sleeping on my new comfy bed and I think it worked. I slept like a drunken sailor just out on leave (too bad I wasn't fucking like that). Anyway! If I had a nightmare I can't remember becasue the warm arms of slumber held me so tight that my bad dreams couldn't reach my consciousness. So now I'm fresh as a daisy and ready to take on the day with out a vision of inner turmoil to vex me. I would spend a lot of time tryin gto figure out what the hec those dreams meant. Was I felling guilty? was I hording animosity? Did I hate my mother? JK. I don't hate me mum. Well, I hope it's really all over and I can rest well from now on.