February 14, 2013
Today was a hot day. When I got home my head was pounding and it felt like my blood was boiling. I had to lie down and convince myself to stop thinking, because even that small act was making something hurt. While asleep I had a dream about a food court where it was so dark all I could see were shadows. People were eating as if they could see what they were eating. I didn't know whether I should do the same or ask someone to turn on a light or just go somewhere else. I woke up still tired.