"Comfortably Numb" by Pink Floyd

Sunday: I had plans with Jessica to go out to dinner since she is off tomorrow. I rarely get to really see her since she works and when I go out on the weekend. If I am going out on a Saturday for some reason I don’t bother to go out on a Friday, unless she asks me but she doesn’t. Last night when I went to sleep I didn’t expect that I was going to have a low blood sugar in the morning that would wake me out of my sleep. I should have just stayed up since it was only an hour before the time I normally wake up, but I just went back to sleep after I had something to eat. And sleep is what I did all day. I didn’t finally roll out of bed until 6:30pm hearing my mother yell for me cause there was drama on the desktop. I really don’t know where she goes to find those online things that say they are scanning your computer to find viruses. I am just glad she didn’t click anything. I always ask her what she was doing to bring that up on the screen because it’s a virus and that I really don’t need shit on the desktop. I also mentioned how she should always call me and not click on anything because it will make things worse.
I called Jessica trying to get her, I actually think I called her earlier and she was out. Apparently she made plans today to help her cousin move. When I finally got her on the phone I said that I had my phone off and that if she tried to get me she could always try the house but since she didn’t I didn’t get up. So we continued to talk and made plans for tomorrow, which hopefully happen. We discussed the weird dreams we had, and I had 2 that were a little strange. One took place in the cemetery and I was inside some building where there was a fountain with giant turtles playing in it. When I left I ended up in some bar and the guys in the bar all looked like her disgusting ex boyfriend and they all spoke in unison saying how they didn’t like me or want me there. The other dream I had I spoke to her about briefly. I don’t really like talking about things that come up that bring my emotions out about Michelle in the house in front of my parents. I don’t know why but its something I just don’t like getting into. I think it is because it makes me feel like a little kid crying over something and I just don’t want them to become upset seeing me crying over something, even if it is something that is understandably painful for me to deal with. The dream is unclear right now but I remember that she was in the hospital unconscious and dying and had all these tubes running in and out of her body which contained blood flowing in or out of her body, maybe both. I remember not being able to think about it in the dream how it was so painful to think about. I also was confused and was thinking I knew her sister and that Michelle really wasn’t dead but it was her sister but as I awoke and still was confused, things became clear. I am sure I will discuss this with Jessica tomorrow when I see her.