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Valentine's Day--and the living is queasy. Folks are jumping--and the noise level is high! Family day in every way--lots of nuance and lots of vocalization. I'm finding it difficult to stay engaged--I just want to stay in my room and let the daze go by.

My symptoms are noticeably present--I'm going to have to take a gym break this afternoon in order to get quiet.

Had a dream last night that involved a boy being wrapped in a cord--a white cord that was also some kind of drug or medication. The dream was really present as I awoke--which was early this morning. I went to bed late--and awoke a couple of times, finally awakening before 7.

I wish I had a dance class to go to today and tomorrow--have to settle on the gym.

Well, back into the fray--back into the phray. Waiting for a sunny day--hoping one will come my way! Nothing left for me to say--just amble on along the way!

Dinner creeps on in a petty pace--slower than the old slow oven. Ex's boyfriend is cooking the meal--which is a challenge what with all the chaos, no familiarity with the kitchen, and all the rest. At least nine people to feed--and only six or seven chairs. A couple of us could eat at the counter--a statement of who is the old and who is the new.

Did get to the gym--and it helped some, but I'll be happy when this cluster blip is over. Up your nose and down your spine--won't you be my valentine!