I have the weirdest dreams, sometimes I wonder if my brain is broken or something because they make no sense at all. I dreamed that a poisonous snake was biting everything, animals and people, and the FBI was chasing it around…they found it in a closet (??) and had it surrounded but it started puking green stuff, like gallons of it, at everyone and then promptly died. O_o What even…?
I have also been having really bad, disturbing dreams about fighting with my dad. I don’t understand why, because we mostly get along pretty well….I’ve also had those dreams about my late Pawpaw, who I was really close to.
Me and mom set up my room divider and it looks really nice and makes my PC area feel more cozy and small. I do not like big, huge rooms. I’m not agoraphobic or anything, I just like small, cozy spaces.
I cut another big chunk of matted hair off Oscar’s back. I can’t find any more. He is getting sheared and bathed next month if it kills me. 100%.
I have also given some thought to what mediums I want to use if I get into the Enola artist group…clay and possibly even wood? I saw some wood art on YouTube last night and thought I would try whittling or something similar. It was very inspiring. I’ve kind of given up on the tufting thing, I just don’t think they’d go for that.
I have one more appointment with my surgeon before they submit to Medicaid! I see him in a short while. I’m excited.
That’s all internet. Good night!
Listening to: Megumi Hayashibara – Matsuri Uta