well i think i'm over my cold. Still have a cough, need to be aware and take vitamins and stuff--but taking care of myself for 3 days and the flu is pretty much gone!! Great how that works.

I've been having crazy, vivid dreams lately, though. They bleed into my life somewhat, and it's hard to separate the two. The Ex's song for me was Like Red on a Rose (he WAS a cowboy...) and I woke up singing it a few days ago. So, I removed it from my bookmarks and said goodbye to the song. Days later, I dreamt of him telling me not to forget Red on a Rose. Um, now that's it written out it's self explanatory. Guess letting go is a long process.

I also dreamt that the Sailor was on Maury Povich with his ex wife, Maria, crying about how he could never love again. I found out from my current roomie (Theo) who was surprised by his mom with a new father...

Anyways. The Terrible People have moved. The last one moves tomorrow. They're gone... I don't know how that makes me feel. Relieved, kind of. And now there's this new group I'm merging into--intelligent, driven, entrepreneurial, articulate, and still FUN, passionate--I like this. It feels like I'm, growing up? Maybe?