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Last night I heard Chris talking in his sleep. I listened intently, and even attempted to ask him to repeat what he had said. He continued sleeping, so I poked him in the ribs.

The End

If the shoe fits

Last night I had a very interesting dream. I was inside of a school classroom, devoid of people (other than myself). There were many different types of shoes covering the floor. I knew they belonged to other people, yet I chose to steal a pair of sneakers for myself. The color and size of the shoes evade my memory at the moment. I suppose these trivial details are inconsequential. Moments later, a woman entered the room, and I realized that someone had stolen the shoes that I had previously stolen for myself. Quite confusing, I know. The older lady assisted me in trying to locate them, but our search was futile.

They were nowhere to be found.

Training week

Well, I made it through the two days of ProACT training that I had to teach. I was extremely nervous prior to beginning on the first day. It felt as though my heart was going to fly out of my chest, as my stomach was doing cartwheels. However, once I began presenting the material, all my anxiety dissipated. Although I have presented hundreds of times over the years in front of groups, I still feel intense anxiety. I'm not sure if that will ever change, but I am happy knowing that I don't allow my anxiety to keep me from doing it.