Mood:  tired

Yes! I can finally cash out on Yupp. It even let me send my money straight to PayPal, so I didn’t have to use the Chime card I recently got.

My nose was a little stuffy in my sleep, and I’m tired today. I think I’ll start the antihistamines again, even though sometimes even that didn’t help. It’s either get shots or get out of Florida, and neither are an option. So I just have to make do as best I can with what’s available to me.

At least I got to have some fun dreams for once, instead of the usual negative stuff. In one dream, I had a shiny black guinea pig that acted like a rat, kitten, or puppy. It was really playful and chased me around, all lovey-dovey and cuddly, never running away when I approached it. But of course, guinea pigs don’t usually act that way being the prey animals they are.

Then I dreamed I was younger and didn’t know Tom. I might’ve been in my 30s. My parents were still alive, and I was in touch with them and Tammy. I was moving to Europe, though I don’t know which country or why. I thought about how hard it would be for them to visit, but I seemed to be okay with that.

Then I dreamed Jesse was alive. He was all dressed up for someone’s funeral and then some kind of event afterward and didn’t have time to do his laundry. So I offered to do it for him—lol. I even offered to clean, telling him I’d stop working around 10 or 11 that night, and he said something about me having to be willing to accept less money to work that long, implying he didn’t have much cash.