02 October 2003

I dreamed that I did something horrible and, as punishment, got sent back to Santa Fe. I don't know what I did that was so horrible.

Taking a mental health day from class today for Jake's birthday. And, moreover, for mental health. Maybe tonight, we can go to Shelton and play with a superball at the hospital. Doesn't make me LOOK entirely mentally healthy, but it FEELS nice.

Going to the grocery store for some fixin's for a black forest cheesecake pie...

~Helena*