Last night I had a nice dream. I dreamt of my uncle with whom I used to have such a lovely time in childhood. I dreamt that we were getting ready to go for a walk downtown and it was Christmas Eve and it was both a regular day and a very special day and I felt very excited.
I woke up in a happy mood and had a very good day. I addressed letters to collectors letting them know about the events I’m planning this year, I read more of the Lone Wolf manuscript, I had some correspondence with the attorney who’s helped me form my LLC. I guess this is part of what my anxiety has been about over the past few days. It seemed like such a momentous step, but now it’s done and everything will slowly but surely fall into place.