I had a really bad dream last night/early this morning. I'm not going to go into details but I did want to cry. It was really real. Actually, I can't really remember the details. I sort of wish I had written it down but you know, it's really not the kind of dream I want to remember.
Shortly after waking up I got phone calls from both my mom and my dad. Both of them wanting to meet up with me today. Whee.
Why do I have the feeling that this is not going to be my day?