I’ve started having these stupid anxiety dreams again. They’re just variations on the usual theme - either someone is trying to find me and I am trying to hide, or there’s somewhere I need to be and I can’t get there. I think it’s probably pre-move stress, because I don’t know what else would be worrying me while I’m trying to sleep. When I was in school, anxiety dreams at night were usually followed by tension headaches during the day, but I haven’t had any of those. Yet.

Work is good. It’s the right level of busy lately - I have enough to do that I don’t have time to fuck around or get bored, but it’s not so crazy that I have to stay late all the time. Which is how it should be, I think.

I forgot my GBA at home this morning, and felt a moment of terrible loss on the train when I realized the GBA pocket on the front of my bag was empty, empty. The only thing worse than not getting to play Pokemon on my way to work would be not having my iPod.