What is it about a cool autumn day that makes me want to listen to sad songs? I'm not sad. In fact, I am so far from sad. I am so happy and content. Where I am right this moment is perfection.
A couple nights ago I woke from a dream that made me cry. The emotions were so surreal, almost dragging me out of bed completely. But then, in his sleep, Chris wrapped his arms around me enveloping me in his warmth and love. I can't even remember what the dream was, or why it was making me cry. It's a distant, murky dream. It could have just been from the shows I've been watching. Who knows.
Today, at home, I am relaxing. These three days have been exactly what I need. The hives have disappeared and I feel rested. I knew I needed to step back from work for a few days, and I was able to. I have no idea what would have happened if I had not been able to. I guess keep working until I blew or had to be hospitalized. I feel like I need to change my job soon. The stress is becoming too much. The lack of proper management, or team playing is making me angry. The fact that people spend more time finding their own joy at the expense at others has gotten to me as well.