I had the strangest dreams while napping, not really describeable I guess. Ever get that feeling that if you can just write it all done before it's gone you will have a great story to give to people? That's what it felt like.

I feel I'm sick. I'm still loopy and my consciousness feels very small, and the rest of my head feels black. Too many drugs lately, even though I haven't been abusing them too badly... Just a lot more frequently than I used to, past 2 or 3 days everyday and now twice a day yesterday and I can feel it today, the pangs of the start of addiction as I start to feel sick when I don't have it.

I don't like this feeling and I don't really like myself.