So one reason I have such a hard time going to bed early is that if I'm not TOTALLY exhausted when I do, I lay there forever with thoughts of Dayton running through my head. It's painful. Beyond painful. And then I have dreams and I wake up in a funk.
So yesterday's trick took the cake - I quit drinking coffee again. Yes, I quit when I came and it was painless, but then I started drinking it again. So when I didn't drink yesterday I got horrible shooting pains in my skull which spread to nausea. I got nothing done, but at least when I went to bed the pain was physical.
Sigh. I guess it's only been three months or so since I broke it off, so I'm not yet pathological in my grief.
24 hours until I take off, and I haven't started packing yet. Lots to do! Lots to do!
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