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Went out with Jona and Lyle after class. I didn't mention some of the things bothering me, but I don't think I could easily broach those topics without alcohol. And after last night, I'm trying to avoid the stuff for today.

Still, those two have managed to cheer me up. Now that this nightmare stuff has been confirmed, Jona is having a hypochondriac's field day worrying about the health implications. So, I'm not the only one with problems to discuss. I should take a page out of his book, his worries never seem to get him down. Speaking of which, Lyle's full of his usual humor, come hell or high water or shadow monsters. We had a good time shooting the breeze.

When I've seen Eric today, he's refrained from bringing up anything more from last night. If he's not going to, neither am I. At the moment, it's easiest to just let that water go under the bridge.
The dream recording fiasco is done. And we're focusing on how to tackle the shadow. Not to mention getting used to mental roommates.
As for the rest...

I'll try to help him with his projects. And not think further.
Why am I so bad at thinking when I need to, and so good at thinking when I'd rather not?