I wanted to write in more detail about one particular "dream" I had yesterday. Before I feel asleep, I was half lying over the edge of the big chair in the livingroom. My feet and knees on the floor, the rest of me draped over the chair.

I didn't notice I had fallen asleep. It was a dream, but not a proper one. I never left the chair. I stayed in the same position I was in when I was awake. Only I couldn't think right. I was worried. I was scared. Everything was painted in a surreal panic.

I remember my roommate barging in the room and I though I was only in my underwear. I yelled at her to get out. She looked embarrassed and complied. After she left, I realized that I was actually fully clothed.

The panic grew, for no reason. I though I had completely lost what sanity I do have. Thoughts were coming fast and cluttered. I called for Lake to help me, but she couldn't hear me. It felt more like a bad trip than a dream.

Then I woke up, in the exact same position I was in before and during the dream. Everything still felt a little wobbly. I was so unsure of what happened that I had to ask Lake. Was I yelling? Was I saying odd things? Did our roommate come in? None of it actually happened, Lake told me I had simply fallen asleep. it was indeed a dream. But I still don't consider it a proper one.

My computer has risen from the dead with a new power supply. I've been spoiled by using purpleglitter's computer, which is much faster and has a much much bigger monitor. I'm going to have to get used to this little monitor again. However, it is nice to have my own computer back.