Anyway, that appeared to manifest in my dreams as Tianna's friends coming over to a different house where we were living and them wrecking the plastered walls I'd just put up. I woke up feeling really angry, but all the while knowing it was just a dream.
So now I'm feeling fairly sorry for myself, but I need to shake off the fug and get on with it.
There, an attempt to document my brain-meats. Of course it only talks about what's on the surface. I haven't really worked out much beyond that - I don't really have time to think about it. Which is probably good, in a way.