Since I've been "cheating" on my running, I've been having cheating dreams.
First, I dreamed that I was eating candy. Per usual, when I dream about eating off-plan items, it wasn't even candy that I particularly like.
Second, I dreamed about kissing with an old college crush/friend. It was pretty yucky, as there was this whole "We shouldn't be doing this" vibe. For some people, there's fun in that. In my life, even my dream-life, though, it's just upsetting to even think about. Oh-so-helpfully, Paul finds it funny.
In both cases, I was consciously doing bad, so the dreams were moving into the nightmare arena. I don't usually remember my dreams, but I must have had a lot of them last night since I'd had a couple of days with less sleep than usual.
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