Stupid dreams

I'm plagued by bad dreams. They won't go away.


Last night I'm trying to find a stamp (like put it on paper and push it down, ink transfers) that Polli left in the hospital. I'm in the room she was in at the hospital desperately trying to find this stamp. There's others there but not the one I want. The frustration builds, I have been looking and looking and its not there.
In the end I can't take it anymore, I fall to the floor and break down.

Sounds ridiculous now. But I'm recounting this and feeling like I want to fall apart.

I think I'm just frustrated with my life.

And tired. I'm so tired.