Nightmares and Bicycles

Last night, I had nightmares for most of the night, waking up every couple hours. It was the same for the night before. Two nights ago, it was dreams of being Creation (which makes sense since I'm working Scroll of the Lands and I frequently dream of being entire worlds, countries, or even cities) and being torn apart by the Wyld, along with just being eaten by random bugs and snakes. Last night, it was everyone around me dying. Friends, family, even pets. It was a rather distressing set of nights.

My dreams are indicators of stress, the problem is, I'm not exactly sure what I'm stressed about. There is the stuff going with work, I suspect a few people are going to quit soon and I'm afraid that my efforts weren't enough to save it, but it's surprised me before and it probably will again. But, it's painful and I suspect that I'm going to be finding a new job soon, regardless of what decisions I made in the past.

In other news, I started to ride my bike to work today. 6.5 miles (10.4 km) in 38 minutes or 10.2 mph (16.4 km/h). Not bad for not riding a bike for five months. Of course, the entire trip to work is entirely downhill. Yes, that means the entire trip is uphill at the end of my day.

I spent most of the bike thinking about a book I want to write. I decided that I shouldn't do the Ninth Wife for NaNoWriMo, mainly because it is a non-productive task. White Wolf will probably never publish it and I can't publish it myself because it uses White Wolf's copyright. So, I decided to work on something else, probably called My Father's Bike at this point, mainly as a present to my father. We'll see, I've never written any large non-fiction piece before.