Morning...

Good morning.

8:23 am feels like the calm and destruction after the storm.

Yesterday was so tumultuous, woke up in the morning after a pass out  brief sleep to be tossed by life storms again.

Finally, out of exhaustion, I fell asleep.

Yesterday was so rough for me because I hated my living conditions and I felt trapped.

I felt like  I had an out and I did not take it.

I had a dream last night by the way.

It was about being on a beach.

It looked familiar.  It was a busy beach. I am not sure where.  It did not necessarily feel like Florida, but it could have been.  I had friends in the dream.
I also had family.

At some points, I was nude on the beach and I was ok with that.

There was some kind of conference. 

How do I feel today?

I don't know.

I am tired.  I've been feeling odd for the past couple of days.  I just assumed my cycle was coming on.

It's not here yet.

I am tired.

I slept so deeply that I woke up with my heart aching and crust in my eyes.  My whole body feels heavy with sad sleep.

Yesterday, I did manage to wash a load of clothes, which is a step in the right direction. 

I wish wash another load today and clean after work.

I will need to purchase another session of laundry detergent. It looks like the container to the old bottle that I had broke and all the contents have leaked out and dried. 

I am hoping that I will be ok today.  Nontheless, I need to get my day started.

Good morning.