Had an attack in the middle of the night, which oddly enough seemed self-induced. Woke up way past midnight because Dana was whining and whimpering in bed. Got back to bed, but in a foul/angsty mood. Combined with my stuffed and dry nose (hay fever) I guess that screwed up my breathing enough for me to start hyperventilating. It was a pretty bad one!
What's even weirder is that once Marli told me to "get a damn grip and go to sleep" I actually did. I guess that's confirmation that I like my women strong and willful.
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