last night

I had this terrible dream that I was yelling and cussing at someone because he didn't know what a refrigerator was. For some reason there was a dead deer hanging in the yard and then I ended up spitting up blood. I woke up and it felt completely real; I feel like I didn't even sleep last night because of this event. I'm exhausted and I think I'm coming down with something. Today is our new Talon training at work so that should be a nice change of pace....hopefully. There are six weeks until graduation, and my brain feels like it has just turned itself off. Kanye West is more fantastic than words can say.