Weeping in my sleep.

I always hit a low around the end of winter. Whether it's the lack of sunlight, failing Spanish (at least this year), inactivity, or just my crazy brain trying to work through things, I sometimes wake up with tears on my pillow and my eyes hurting.  I cry in my sleep.  I don't recall any bad dreams.  I wonder how much is my subconscious trying to work its way around my life.

I have quite a few unpublished posts on this site.  Random thoughts, phrases, feelings.  Maybe I should start publishing a few.