I just woke up from a dream. A very long one where I was at a furry con of some sort. I was trying to buy Grace a thing from a vendor which was mermaid themed. But they had the wrong stuff. They went to get it and then by the entrance someone came in with a gun and started shooting and I got hit. Last thoughts were “No, please” then black and then I woke up.

I heard the shooter’s name as https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anders_Behring_Breivik

I wish there was someone in bed with me to help calm me down after that since now I'm super on edge.

I rarely remember my dreams but last night I went to a party with coworkers and had a couple of drinks. And then I have this. This is enough to have me totally swear off alcohol.

I wish I had someone close to me in my bed right now to hug me and tell me that I'm going to be okay.

A couple more months until I have a house and that will be the case. It can't come sooner.