Today is one of those days that start off bad and just seem to drag on and on. Woke up this morning at 4am and laid in bed awake until 6:30 before I got up. Had dreams about death and dying, etc. Still feeling the loss of Missy and pondering that in a few years, I will really be in bad shape when my dear Cinnamon passes. Odds are that she will live about 15 to 20 more years, and I will still be around when she passes. Very sobering thought!