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Being sick in a dogsled race

From a dream recording, sounding very, very groggy:

Can't remember how I got in ... this race ... but it's like a dogsled race, I wasn't happy because I couldn't pee ... in a public place. And I couldn't figure out the food situation, when and where I was supposed to eat. There are like mixed, international people. Part of me wanted to quit, part wanted to leave.

I'm going to the next stop, the people, all the guys told me I'm crazy, so I'm thinking about quitting.

(long pause)

Cried like a baby after a retreat

From an email to a friend who I had talked to about crying:

Dear I,

I just wanted to let you know that on my drive to Va. Beach I cried like a little baby. :) I was listening to a sad song by Dave Matthews, and a bunch of feelings about * came to the surface, so there I am, driving down the road w/ tears running down my cheeks.

But this is a good thing b/c I called * and talked to her for hours, and she told me things I didn't know, and vice-versa.

I hope everything works out well for you as well.