I have not really gotten dressed in days. I wake up, pull whatever looks relatively warm and gray in color, out of my dresser and put it on.
I thought I was handling the stress pretty well until last night. I had the most disturbing "hair falling out" dream anyone has ever had. I usually am not so obvious in my dreaming, but this one takes the cake.
I woke up so much less stressed this morning because I still have my hair.
I'm going to be okay, but I still have A LOT of work to do.
I got an iphone.
Why did I get an iphone 6 days before the book was due? No idea. But all I want to do is play with my iphone.