I think it was the dreams. I had so many dreams. Or maybe it was one long dream. I dunno. They were all how dreams are portrayed in the movies: like real life except differences that make me feel uneasy, small things that felt wrong but didn't distinguish what was happening as a dream. I remember being awake earlier tonight and eating with my parents, thinking that I'd done it already. Then it hit me it had been a dream. Or I might be feeling lousy because I said something stupid to RaJean.