"Time is on my side, yes it is..."

Had a horrific nightmare last night. Torture...and it was endless. I woke up when I realized that it had to be a dream - reality couldn't have lasted that long. Heard my son's tv (it was 4 am) and went down to see him. He held me for half an hour while I relaxed - thank you sweet boy, I love you so very much! Odd thing is I usually only have bad dreams when I'm ill, and ill I'm not...emotional and physical detox?

Sad trip to the airport today - it's time to say goodbye yet again...December feels so far away. In spite of any ups and downs, M is my love and I will miss her so.

Tonight will be my last smoke and I'm ready. Wednesday was my last drink and I'm thrilled.

The heat is becoming oppressive and limiting what people are willing to do - everything takes too much energy.

6 weeks from today...can't stop the clock...guess I wouldn't want to...but damn. It's just such a scary number - but nothing more than a number. I'll learn this lesson on the day of it's arrival.

Why is it that some people just don't have a clue as to what it means to be a real friend? What's with the mind games? What's with the betrayals, lies, and conditions? That's not the kind of friend I am so it appears that it is time to branch out and find some new ones. Lesson learned.

I get to go camping this summer after all - yeah!