Yesterday was one of those strangely negative days. I woke up in the morning after a troubling dream about moving into a dorm, and the clouds or something just kept me down all day. It seemed like negativity was everywhere. Then Diana got home and indicated she had to go to Buffalo for work for a couple of weeks, twice, and that sucked. Even messing with the cats made me think of Luna. Why does your brain do that kind of thing to you?
I worked out of it with clear sky hot tubbing and getting this blogging app up last night, and I'm determined to make this an all-positive day.