Have you ever woken up and knew that you dreamed some really profound dream but couldn’t remember it? Have you had that feeling that it was going to set the tone for your entire day and yet, it still bothered you that you couldn’t remember the dream and it was going to drive you crazy with the impact it had on your mood?

Ok…I’m a wacko. I know this. ;-)

I’m still tired. I once read that Americans don’t get enough sleep to fulfill a body’s requirements. I am one of those people who really needs 8 hours a night to feel rested. With life being as busy as it is, though, it’s difficult to get that much sleep. Maybe I’m going through a sleep deprivation thing and my body is rebeling against it.

I’m feeling a loss today. I don’t know what it is but it’s touching me. It may be the dream. It could be a premonition (I get premonitions that often come true). It could just be a weird feeling.

I’ve wandered around xanga a bit the last two days and I’ve noticed that others are having a hard time writing, concentrating, and feeling good. I wonder if something is going around. Are we feeding off of one another or is it the “dog days of summer?”

I miss the summers of my youth. I miss having the time off to play. It rejuvenates you. I would get so excited to go back to school in the fall.

I need to find a way to become independently wealthy so I can have a summer vacation…so that I can get excited about going back to something at the end of summer.

What’s funny is that 3 months of vacation would probably bore me to tears. As kids, though, we always found things to do. We couldn’t wait for the next day to go out on our bikes, go to the pool, or play with our friends. As an adult, I would probably get lost in all of the times on my hands.

The grass is always greener on the other side though, eh?