#98
The dreams are back. Like a shark in water, they cut through my mind at night. Leaving me tired after hours of sleep.
I’m telling her this and she nods her head like she really understands. I believe her. She does.
Her: this isn’t the first time you’ve dreamt like this?
Me: not at all. But I do have to do something about it. I’m so tired by morning. I can barely get to lunch.
The diagnosis was dreams, yes, they interrupt sleep but can be helpful in understanding ourselves better.
Me: I take marijuana dark chocolate. One square. It helps.
Her: if it calms the waters and the sharks disperse.
Me: the sharks never disperse.