6:40 AM: Last night, I dreamt of a rabid onslaught unleashed upon inanimate objects. In the realm of slumber, I was in a kitchen. I was angry and arguing with Suzi and it was my express intent to break the kitchen table, all the chairs, and pitch them out the back door. The kitchen was very similar, if not identical, to the house I grew up in. For whatever reason, there was always one more table to break. I recall feeling as if all my efforts over the years were awash and I was relieved when I realized it was a dream. It is my explicit intent this day to not break anything.
3:46 AM (January 15): My morning entry was written while I was still half asleep. This entry is also being written while I am half asleep. I did not break anything or lose my temper today, so I suppose I did not fail on that front. I did become upset in the later evening and had every intention on running to the store after a pack of cigarettes. Instead, I began my cheat day a few hours early and had some shit food. I am grateful now, and I’m certain I will be even more grateful tomorrow, that I did not smoke.
