A part of me keeps holding on just in case it hasn't gone. I guess I still care, do you still care?

I had an awful dream. Very awful indeed. It woke me up at 4 am, and I couldn't fall asleep for awhile, so I ended up on my phone, reading, in hopes of tiring. That didn't happen, but I decided I'd try falling asleep anyway. Back in dreamland, I slipped right back to that dream. Nightmare, I guess would be more appropriate. I've no idea what prompted the dream, but regardless, I hope it won't reappear. I was slightly awoken around 8 am, because work was calling my phone. In my state, I thought it was my alarm. I always do. At 10 am, when I rose, I saw the calls and text. On another note, I've fallen head-first for When We Were Young by Adele. It's just gorgeous, and I love the theme of it. Thus far it's my favourite. That said, I've only heard Hello and this song. She never disappoints, does she? I am looking forward to collect her new CD to add in my collection of Adele albums. There's been so much new music as of late, that I can't. Meaning, my head and ears cannot, and is not capable of thoroughly loving all the new music at the same time. I've no idea when I am going to start listening to Christmas music now, as I'm definitely going to immerse myself into Adele's voice. I haven't even heard Coldplay's single, or any of the album. It wasn't before two weeks ago that I finally heard the Ed Sheeran and Rudimental collaboration. I could go on, but the point is that I behind on new music, and it's why you can find me falling in love with an album a year after it's release. Work yesterday was good, though hectic at the end. Sugar was also working yesterday, but we barely saw each other because we weren't caring for the same patients. It wasn't exactly unexpected, because I rarely ever get to care about the same patients when working with either Sugar or Kiwi. Tomorrow I'm going to a Christmas dinner with work. Luckily it's quite close to my house, so I don't have to worry that much about getting home too late. I've got the morning shift on Sunday, which means I can't stay out too late. It's started to annoy me, how I cannot find Christmas spirit in the white frost outside, the neighbour houses decorated with lights. It's like I am Cindy Lou Who, and singing "where are you Christmas" (spirit) "why can't I find you?". Oh well, the struggle is real. I'm gonna leave with this link to Justin Bieber performing Sorry on Jimmy Fallon. My favourite kind of Justin is when he sings renditions of his songs in a similar way to this. My belieber friend says she'd like this version in her veins. Yes. Happy weekend.