So in the several hours I did sleep last night, I had a bunch of weird nightmares (puppets were involved in one, ugh) and when i got up when my alarm went off, I had scratch marks down my chest. I'm sure I must have done it to myself? But one of my nails is broken off way too low to scratch anything, so...i was like WHAT THE EFF first thing in the morning.
at least it's just training and no students tomorrow. Pizza for lunch! and I foresee knitting in my future. lately knitting/crocheting is all I want to do. I don't want to write or sleep or grade or anything, just knit. It's like a food craving, only...not. it's really strange.