And Exhale

Last night was brutal.

The dreams were intense, and vivid, and quite frankly, nightmarish in quality.

That type of night does nothing for easing the aching muscles I'm still struggling with.

Today will be long.

I lose my coffee break to a must be done errand, and my lunch hour to a potluck I'd rather not participate in.

Then home via the train, and out to house church.

Right now I'm not feeling like I'm going to make it.

But somehow I will.