So fucking tired, scared to go to sleep, dreams last night were pretty unpleasant. Some people dream about the past, others the future, I guess, wish I were the first kind, past is nothing to be scared of. Wish they'd stop waking me up at least, makes me remember them clearly. The world seems to me to consist mostly of terrifying things I can do nothing about, doesn't usually bother me this much, stupid, doesn't do to take things too personally when one isn't a person.

Sleepy evening brooding was lightened somewhat by completely gratuitous call from work, people are ridiculous.