God damn cocaine dreams won’t leave me alone.

Got hit twice yesterday. After only two days of my hari-kari schedule, it only took the dog park, breakfast, and my daily post to get me to the point of really needing a morning nap. I’s probably out for a couple hours, which is plenty of time for a bad dream.

It put me way behind schedule so I adjusted and made sure I at least did something in each category. And that worked.

But then, of course, there was last night and I went another round with my demons.