Last night I had a weird dream. In it, my grandfather said something about his birthday(December 16) and I distinctly remember the 'current day' in the dream being December 21.

Maybe I had the dream because I was nervous about my psychiatrist appointment (which was today). I've been dreading it all week. There's something upsetting about having an old person tell you that your mental health is not in a good enough state for you to make your own decisions. It pissed me off when the therapist did it, and I knew the psychiatrist would do the same. Plus, the whole point of going to this guy was for me to be evaluated for medication. Who the hell wants to be on medication? There were some crazies in the office waiting room though.

So, summary: the psychiatrist dude gave me two different prescriptions and told me I had to leave the house everyday. No way! Does walking down the driveway to get the mail count as leaving the house? I'll even wave to the neighbor-- get some social interaction and some sun at the same time.

But then he pulled out his book to set the date for a follow up appointment. December 16. Now, it's just a coincidence obviously, but it makes me wonder if there'll be some significant happenings on December 21 too. If it happens, it might push me over the edge, into insanity, and I'll have to go see psychiatrists for another reason. Like the crazy woman in the waiting room who talked the air next to her and called it Sweetie. And she smiled at it.