Today I dreamed that I went to work, parked the truck, and walked to the office. I met a couple of co workers on the way, and we had a conversation. The geography was a little skewed- I parked by the bridge instead of in the closer lot.
That's it.
A Deerhound loyalist who spends the unmoored time irritating felons. My whole life is a losing insurgency!
4 comments:
count yourself lucky. last week globus dreamt his ex had thawed and decided to take him to bed in her new gaff. imagine the surprise upon realising halfway through the next day that she wasn't actually back on the scene. duh!
Don't knock it globus. At least your dreams are sexy.
Dang, I have dreams like my mom rips open my stomach and drinks my blood. Well, I never have dreams, I have nightmares. It could be where I live that's making me crazy.
Er. Crazy-ER.
Part of your charm...
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