This Tuesday morning I had a vivid dream that I went to visit my sponsor at his shop and he was in the midst of a relapse.  He tempted me to join him.  It was a very weird yet intimately familiar circumstance.  

We woke up very late and I had to rush off and get the kids to camp without morning prayer.  I prayed with the kids.

I had a terrible time focusing on my studies today and was interrupted numerous times.  I was very distressed about my school situation.

In the evening I never could get back on track.

The kids had a great time at camp and are back into the swing of things.

Thanks be to God.