Fear of Monday.

This morning I could not wait for tomorrow to come.  I spent the night dreaming of what could be.  I have tried to hold on to those feelings and hope all weekend, but now I feel the fear and sorrow setting in.  I have hoped and prayed that we will get good news, but there is part of me that I am not so sure.  I will fall asleep knowing I will wake up in the morning getting information that will give me the highest high or the lowest low...and then I have to go to work.