Migraine City

Not feeling good today...terrible migraine had me up from 2a to about 5am. Excruciating pain. Two dreams I remember. This one started at the house. I walked downstairs and my mother was cutting a pattern for a dress. The fabric was light in color and had the detailing of the Christian fish symbol. She said she was making a dress and when I told her to try it on, she did. Only when she put it on it was a really pretty couture black floor length dress that had some of the prettiest bow detailing I had ever seen. Later I was walking down what looked like a highway road. it was dark, and very windy. Looked like a storm was coming in. Above I could see as well as hear airplanes. The planes were flying very low and tilted, sideways, some even upside down from the wind. I could see lightening in the distance, the direction we were headed. I don't know who the woman was. We stopped at what appeared to be a gas attendant booth where I proceeded to ask for directions. It seems we were headed to some type of concert. the guy in the booth was speaking really, really loud...practically yelling for no real reason. I remember asking him why he was talking so loud. Then I woke up.

The second dream involved me being in the car. I was with some guy and the vibe I felt was that it was someone I liked and who liked me. He kind of looked like Pedro. I think he was dropping the car off to me. I remember him asking me what type of Windows program and I said Vista and he laughed and said that wasn't right. I bantered back well that's why you're the computer expert. He was wearing a wood bead necklace similar to one I currently own. It felt as if though he was wearing it to let me know he liked me. I walked to the car to get something and instead ended up cleaning out mini junk from the back seat. I was a little annoyed that it was messy. There was a black plastic bag, crumpled paper towels, a picture of the two of us, the ice scraper, which I remember being wet. I put all the garbage in the bag and then I remember starting the car and driving away. I also remember thinking why am I driving away (like I wasn't supposed to be doing so). I turned a corner that looked like Rogers Avenue, then turned again on the next corner like I was headed back. That's all I remember.

I'm going back to bed now. My head is still hurting me. I hope it stops soon.

6:29pm. I'm feeling better now. Still have a slight headache but nothing compared to earlier this morning. That was excruciating! I'm sure I will feel even better once I eat dinner in about 20 minutes. I feel guilty for deciding not to go to class tonight but I don't think all the bright lights would be beneficial. Last night I read an excerpt from Suze Orman's new book targeted at woman and investing. Once concept she brought up is something I have heard time and time again. It's the notion of organized home means organized finances. She says that it is impossible to have the latter without the first. I'm a controlled piler. The sofa seems to be my spot for piling. No matter how many times I clear it, it comes back. I keep lying to myself saying that it's because I don't have storage space. The reality is I use the pile as a way to hold on to and control. It's my security blanket for everything around me that I can't control. I've noticed I pile more when I'm stressed out. My family stresses me out tremendously especially my parents. I've made a decision not to let them stress me out anymore. I started cleaning the piles tonight. By Sunday my space will be in order just like other aspects of my life that have been diligently put in order by my sacrifices.