Finally feeling good

First of all, go here and to here.

Really, the first live story I have done in maybe 10 years.

Had a great time yesterday. It was intense, but I enjoyed it.

Then, I woke up this morning and felt good.

Been a but since that happened.

Partly it was goiod because the weather was sunnym and I woke up from a dream where I had driven the car (I won a truck) off a parking ramp and basically crushed it and the police officer, who had not yet arrested me, was giving me a long lecture and working like a psychologist to find out why I had been drinking. (I have conscuiusly been not drinking much at all the last month or so because I have been sick and because of my weight). It was one of those dreams where you sense (or hope) something is wrong, but you cannot get out of it.

I also, after thinking about not having had one, had one of the "dog takes my hand in his mouth and "threatens" to bit" dreams. He got a little close to my face too.

I also had another intense one about communal living out on the edge of a forest and a lake with animals running around, me trying to get somewhere in time and a flood.

Also, my body feels better now, too. Yay.

I must be old. I am debating whether to go to King Ruchard's Faire today, but this weekend is the cleavage contest, and I am just not that excited about something like that. (True story).

More later.