I woke up this morning surprised I wasn't in my gypsy cart. I keep having this dream I live in a sheepherder's wagon in the woods. Its so quiet and peaceful, I wish I was there now. Its a million fricken degrees in here, even with 3 air conditioners. I'm meeeelting, meeeeelting.
In other news, I'm going to see a new doctor soon. Wheeee. I was referred to a psychologist when I met my last new doctor, a general practitioner. Apparently its not normal or healthy to hide in your house and be so run down you can't breathe. Huh. Medication was suggested. *Sigh*