I have no idea why, but lately I've had a string of dreams involving my ex. Each time the dream starts out the same, but always takes a different turn. Sometimes it's a good turn, sometimes it's a worrisome one, but always ending right at the time my alarm goes off. Dammit, I never get resolution.

So yesterday I decided that this had to be some omen that something was wrong with him, and set about texting him quickly. I would have called, but I know that he usually is at work, and since he's a psychologist, well, it's not like I can bug him while he's working; somehow I don't think his clients would be appreciative. He responded later that day, saying that everything was "strikes and gutters," that he was just fine. "Strikes and gutters." He used to say that frequently when he wanted to not talk about life. It meant to me that life was his normal--plenty of good with plenty of bad, and not much general pleasantness. But, since he won't tell me that something is really wrong, I left it. I figured I showed interest in him and his well-being, and there wasn't much else to do there.

But there's still this nagging feeling...ugh. I think there's going to be more dreams.