My left hand hurts. I don't remember what I was dreaming about, but I know I was in and out of sleep all day. At one point, I remember being very angry about something and punching a wall in my frustration. I remember punching really hard and with my left hand, which was weird because I learned a long time ago how stupid it is to punch walls, and I would tend to throw the punch with my right hand. The little bed in my room is next to the wall. I guess whatever I was so mad about had me really swinging my fists. Ow.