Zoloft intensifies subconscious activity, so my usually insane dreams are now even weirder on my bumped-up dose. This morning, I dreamed that I dreamed up an amazing movie -- a thriller -- and in my dream, I woke up and raced to write it all down. It was BRILLIANT, and I just knew it would be a huge hit. It would star David Duchovny (now that's a name from eight years ago...).
Now, of course, I can't remember anything other than that. Which is a shame, because I'd love to write something other than how one kid or another is keeping me awake and puking on me a lot. I'm very discombobulated this morning...