Tomorrow is my practicum visit day.

EVERYBODY CALM DOWN.

That means that my practicum instructor from the social work school will be visiting to talk to me and my practicum instructor at the practicum school. Did I mention calm? Because I’m not calm. Calm is what normal people tell me they feel occasionally, sometimes even often. I’m a hot mess. I just hope I have nice dreams, because lately they have been really upsetting and creepy. I just want one good sleep before I have to talk to the two people who determine my grade. Is that too much to ask?