I've gone to sleep at a decent hour every day this week and for the first time in a long while I've had dreams nearly every day. I've woken up like clockwork at quarter after three. To firstly go to the bathroom bit also I've awoken amidst a dream that's been reoccurring. I have this dream that I'm driving a car that seemingly having trouble towing it's load and when I pull over to see what it is holding me up there is a trailer attached to the car, full of pills and other things that have become my reality this past year or more. Loose pills falling out of the trailer, work clothes, food that I purchased from Woodman's for the restaurant and other things symbolic to what I've been involved with since becoming addicted to prescription drugs. I know this has significant meaning because last night I was on a horse and buggy probably due to our watching of Game of Thrones. I'm so happy my wife has allowed herself to help me thru this struggle I am battling with, and I know with her love, support and guidance that I can make it thru any obstacle life throws on my newly created path in life. Just have to muscle thru the darkness one day at a time. I need to provide more back story to my addiction and I hope to get to that point soon, I just need to find the best way to articulate myself. I think the biggest thing facing me in the days and weeks ahead are figuring out if this is where I truly belong in this world or if I should have been focusing my energies on another aspect of life I've been too stupid to realize due to my head being in the clouds. Or the dirt for that matter. ... And our battle rages on.