Day 8 without pot (by choice). The strangest thing. During the day, very little stress. Wake up at 3AM to take a whiz (every night like clockwork) and all of life's problems come smacking me in the face. Economic insecurity, health problems, living indoors in the winter (lol) My dreams haven't been too bad although now that my head's clearing a bit, I lie down at night a bit scared to fall asleep. I know they're just dreams and when I have bad dreams that means my head was in a bad place that day. So I try to keep my head in a good place all day and the dreams are OK. Last night dreamed about a buddy I haven't seen in a while. He invited me to some bachelor party. Previously in life I'd always turn down invitations to parties. This time I accepted the invite for the first time since I was 16. That was weird. The dreams themselves aren't too heavy just the thoughts when I wake up and can't fall back asleep.