I feel exhausted. Yesterday, Jeremy and I scrubbed the apartment. Well, I scrubbed...Jeremy straightened up rooms. His parents came to visit, and I couldn't bear to let them see how things had taken a turn for the worse.
I thought I'd have more energy. My cold is almost gone and I've been eating healthy. I'm even sleeping enough to hit REM sleep, and the dreams have been extremely vivid. I think that may have something to do with the cold medicine I've been taking, though.