I can tell concern for a family member has gotten mixed up with talk about a certain book, because my dreams last night were shaken up with nightmares about worry about my cousin Fred, who had been tortured by Death Eaters*
Then I came into work, settled down and thought "right, enough thesis writing, I should work out where I am research wise".
Aaaaand had a panic attack. Shit.
I'd gone to bed mourning the loss of a friendship. One that on Friday I had occasion to realise I didn't miss anymore.Oh well. This is minor compared to other worries, and it's good to have perspective.
*My dreamscape contains no spoilers for any book or movie, just so's you know.