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Quiet, slow day! I feel tired and can't seem to recover my energy. I did a circuit at the gym but that didn't bump me up--I just keep feeling tired. I was up and down mostly last night.

I watched a collection of videos for the dances that will be used on Friday. I had a hearty breakfast around 11am so I didn't eat much for lunch or dinner--just snacks.

Now, it's 8pm and I'm drooping badly. I did my laundry and set out the trash bins, but I'm like treading water. There are several TV episodes queued up but I don't feel like watching them--especially when I'm drowsing off as I watch.

I dreamed last night something about getting the facts straight regarding some activity I had dreamed about in another, previous dream. There was someone there, like a dream auditor, who was asking me and two women about the facts of what we had done in the previous dream. We had, in fact, done nothing strange--we had just met for dinner. One of the women was my wife (in the first dream) and the other was the wife of the auditor. It seemed as if he were trying to determine if his wife had done anything illicit when we three had met for dinner. We had not--and that soon became clear despite his probing to uncover some flaw in what we were saying. It was a strange dream--part deja vu and part now.

Tomorrow there is a dance class. Right now I would punt on making that class, but I don't have to make that decision until tomorrow comes. I'll try and sleep myself back together tonight and tomorrow morning. Sleep that knits up the raveled sleeve of care--perhaps!

I sleep! I dream! I fall into the stream! I become machine! Bent and tortured gene! Leaking of the spleen! Let's not get obscene! It's just a silly dream!