elanya

I dreamed I was in the field at Harbour Island, and there were epic thunderstorms, and tornadoes and everything. They didn't hit me or anything but they were concerning nonetheless. But intensely beautiful. It was a neat, sort of stressy and sort of adventure-y dream...

I feel right out of it today - interrupted sleep, no doubt, plus claritin fuzzyness. I had wanted to go out and do a bunch of stuff this am while it was cool, but so much for that, it seems.

Also sad as I posted three things in my writing journal over the weekend and have comments on none of them. Well, lj comments, anyway - I have some good feedback on one piece anyway ;p I feel woozy and heavy-limbed, but it is after 10 and I don't know if going back to sleep is a legitimate option or if I should just suck it up, have some tea, and try and get on with things...