Current location:	editing
Current mood:	crushed

No Sweet Dreams
Okay, second draft of the novel finished with the blending of last chapter and epilogue all figured out. It seems to be okay, from what I could tell. I have a writer friend (and QUITE the writer! dear God!) offer to be a first reader. I will soon take her up on that, and I suppose I should contact that agent and touch base with him.

I'm moving on the 16th of June. Very soon. Lots of emotions go with that, and I won't dwell on them here. Bottom line: our house needs to sell. No offers so far.

Work hasn't yet officially told me I am getting full-time, but those behind-the-scenes tell me I've nothing to worry about. Nothing to worry about. O...kay.

As for sweet dreams. . .not by a long shot. I've had one of the most disturbing dreams I've had in a long time; I think I may have cried in my sleep. Since yesterday, I've had this nervous, unhappy feeling in my stomach. I suppose it led to the dream. I hope I can slip out from beneath its shadow today and feel happy. Reassured.

Kicked the ball around yesterday with my pal, Mike. Didn't get rained on, luckily, and I love the new soccer ball he bought. It sails! I'm missing soccer a lot.

Lots to do this week.