Network

Because of a certain "Princess" I now get to spend my Saturday morning on a weird dream obsessed social network? This is supposed to be my dads job not mine.

All the fog is making me nervous. Nothing works right outside. I've been keeping my daughter in the house; she's home-schooled so being even more restricted is hard on her. I tell myself I understand why she is frustrated with me. As her mother, I want to keep her safe. Safe and angry with me is a better deal than walking into danger with a smile.

I hope this lifts soon. My girl has enough on her plate without me adding 'house arrest' to the list.

One month later and I'm dreaming about Christmas. It was like some fucked up Christmas special, complete with newborns and barns.

Don't say I never do anything nice in the dreams.