Nightmares last night. I planted ideas in my head about how old I was and how many years it had been since graduating high school. I don't remember the dreams, but they ended with someone, I thought it was Donna, knocking on the door and waking me up. I yelled out something, but I don't know what. No one offers to bring me out of it. I have to go to work, though nothing right now motivates me to do this.