First Day on Zoloft

10:30am The very first morning I took Zoloft, I fell asleep mid-morning and dreamed:

Carol and I were driving up and down steep ranges, like you would find in British Columbia. The roads didn't spiral around horizontally, as would make sense, but instead jutted right up and down the slopes.

From a mountain top, we drove down a steep road and found ourselves plunged into a lake. "I can't breath!" said Carol.

"I know," I replied, "It's the pressure--we're sinking too fast!"