Its quiet and empty here. I haven't had but a moment to sit down all day. My head hurts and I want to go home, but there is still more to do. The house needs to be cleaned. I need to finish the adventure for this week and stuff needs to come out f the autoclave.

Every morning I wake up to vivid dreams, but can't remember them much later unless I write them down.
Not much else to say which hasn't already been said.