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Had dreams last night involving danger to newborn kittens and unborn children. Come to think of it, though, the unborn child in the dream where I was pregnant wasn't in as much danger as my dream-husband seemed to think (even though we were on a very small boat and I don't recall wearing a lifejacket). And I suppose most of the little fluffy black kittens were safe, it's just that I was worried about the (at least) three who were abandoned and starving around the house.

I need to have more dreams that don't involve skeletal, dying creatures or--even worse--me being pregnant.

Other than dreaming, so far today I haven't done half of what I'd hoped to have done by this time and it's only 9:30 in the a.m. At least I've had breakfast (tuna sandwiches, grapefruit juice, and Earl Grey tea: The Breakfast of Champions). Now let's see if I can manage the feat of showering and getting dressed when all my muscles keep screaming at me.