Molly updated her blog today. The question was too early for Kim (assuming there was no delay in the notification) and yet Molly shouldn’t know what’s up with me. So I don’t know what to think, but it seems likely it was connected to one of the sickos. 

Went out riding at just after 10am. It was 75° and sunny. It should be a good way to keep my color going, especially on my arms. 

Last night’s dreams went from sad to strange. Norma, myself, and some other woman we both seemed to know for a long time were all in the hospital. I don’t know what Norma and I were in for, but the other woman died of a heart attack and Norma was just devastated. I tried to console her so she wouldn’t get sick herself. 

Everything is ok with her, but ironically enough I had some chest pains earlier today. I’m almost sure they were from working out since I had my heart listened to a couple of months ago. I’ve had this type of pain before. Sometimes it’s a burning, achy sort of feeling, other times it’s a sharp cramp. 

In another dream, I had stayed at a hotel with Jessie. She and I suddenly got word that we had to leave and head to the airport. I immediately went to pack, but it seemed like there was so much to pack and the more I packed, the more shit there was that needed to be packed. 

So I ran out of the room and to a nearby store. I was going to ask the lady at the register for some garbage bags to throw things in, but she was busy with customers and I didn’t want to miss the plane. So I returned to the room and decided what to take and what to leave behind since there was no way I could pack it all up in time for our flight.