Geez, last night I realized just how much my subconscious is out to get me. I first had a dream that I was getting another UTI. Then, the coup de grace of the night was a dream in which I was hanging out with Katie and Tom, and Katie asked Tom when he was leaving. I was like, uh...what? Leaving for what? When? And he was all, it doesn't matter, you always have to know everything. But as it turns out, he's taking a trip with his dad to San Antonio to look for jobs! And to add insult to injury, he's going to be gone over Christmas and New Years.
It is like my subconscious zeroed in on my two biggest fears: Losing Tom, and getting more UTIs (subcategory of failing health). Arg. This is what happens when I sleep alone.
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