Falling sick. Haven't gymmed or ran in only a week and I've lost 1kg.

Dreamt that he said he changed his mind, and wants to get back together again, go for counselling, wants me by his side.

Woke up happy. It's not my birthday though. Nonetheless, a good dream a day might just be enough to fill my happy tank for the day. It's been running on low for a while now.