No matter how sad and depressed I am, I am always cheered up and comforted a little by looking at San Francisco as I am crossing the bridges.
Anyway, I went to sleep early last night at around 11pm. I stayed up a bit and did some reading, but after getting little sleep the last two nights, I was exhausted. I still don’t feel like I got any rest.
Had a dream that Suzanne and I were working for Sen. McCain in his cabin out in the woods and that Suzanne got bit by a rattlesnake twice. It bit me too, but for some reason, I didn’t get poisoned.
I had other dreams too, but I can’t really remember them. I wonder what the dream meant?
A 40-something rediscovering life in California