dream.

i think i'll try my hand at cheering myself up. this is hilarious.

well, the Smiths have moved to this gorgeous new house. it's large and old, which means that i love it. strangely, i don't feel comfortable in my own bedroom. i lie still for hours in my bed trying to sleep and get comfy. one night, i was having an especially hard time at this, but sometime that early morning, i slept and had the most weird dream, ever.

i dreamt that i was with a doctor and he told me that scientists had discovered a "new" type of depression and that i had it. [poor me. one type is bad enough--and i should know!] and get this. he also said that Jesus showed signs of this depression early in his life and that Christ and I were the only two known people with this depression.

the next visions i had were of faces. they were Christ's face. but instead of seeing the depicted faces that i had often seen in paintings, the faces were warped into showing extreme sadness and pain. i was seeing a depressed Jesus and he was looking right at me!

i was so disturbed and frightened that i woke and got out of bed before my eyes were even open.