Twice in the past three days. This time it wasn't food related. I had a dream I had to scratch my chest in order for this poem to be more effective in the classroom, yes i know it doesn't make sense. So in turn, I ended up scratching my chest, and here I wake up with hives all over it. It's that sensitive skin thing where I won't have any issues, but if I scratch it, there will be a hive.
So yet another day of trying to teach on no sleep. It's not that fun.
I broke out of my, I'm scared to spend money thing. I bought two books of poetry, Ginsberg and T.S. Eliot, and I bought some work out things to help myself to look hot. I'm not sure why I've always had an issue with spending money, like I never had any or like I wasn't allowed to. Both of those statements are completely false, so I have no idea where the thought came from, and how it stuck for so long.
Sometimes I like to shake my head back and forth really fast.
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