Still feeling uneven, like a ship on a choppy sea. Not entirely unpleasant, just noticeable. A larger issue in my life, my unstable internet connection, was resolved and now I'm less irritated overall. 

I dreamed of Watson the dog. In my dream, he just trots up like it's no big deal. I say to him, "Hey! You're dead!" Watson gives me a bored look. I say, "Okay, get over here and get your pets." And I pet him.

Dreams like that are puzzling because I want to believe that my self-aware ego is frolicking in my mental playground, it's also entirely possible that I was just dreaming that I knew I was dreaming. Noted, and now I'm moving on.

So very uneven.