Bad dreams

I had some horrendous dreams last night. Melody and I stayed up late to watch The Matrix: Reloaded, and went to sleep about 12:30... I had a series of dreams in which she and I were at odds with each other, but in none of them did I really get a sense of why, or any resolution, good or bad.

I hate shit like that. I think I am going into a small bout of depression, and that's one manifestation. BEing annoyed with dumb-ass strangers is another, and that's been happening more than enough lately.

It'd be nice if depression didn't trash my interest in sex. I'd feel a lot better about Melody, dream or otherwise, if we didn't spend so much of our time in bed... sleeping.