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Last night was one of those nights where I remembered every single one of my dreams. I had a dream that I got 9 tickets, a smashed back windshield and a hate note on our van for leaving it for 30 seconds in the middle of a parking lot. I literally thought that I was going to have to spend a ton of money and I had resigned myself to it in the dream. Then I woke up and was hugely relieved. That's only one of the dreams...the rest were pretty crappy as well.

Needless to say, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. But today is a new day and I'm determined to make the most of it. It's just a mixed up morning...that's all.

Last night I went to my old college church, The Annex, and it was strange. Good, but strange. Luckily I knew a handful of people. But during the meet and greet I probably would've been better off shaking hands with myself, honestly. I figured that would happen...and it also made me realize that I made the right decision in moving on. And yet, I can't bring myself to go back to theMILL. Neither place feels like home right now. I guess we'll see how that progresses as the week moves on.