I had a very realistic dream last night. I was at my parents’ house and I was trying to get ready for school. I was aware I hadn’t been there for a very long time but I simply couldn’t get myself on the ball. Eventually I caught a ride with some kids and found myself at my old High School. Looking around, I started seeing people I recognized from back then and I felt emotional. I found myself in a classroom with two guys that I knew back from elementary school although the one refused to tell me his name although he claimed to have invented podcasting. We weren’t sure what we were doing back at school but I felt it had something to do with an extremely long summer break where I went to college and worked for 11 years. I guess it was more or less a panic dream because I was late getting there and couldn’t find my classes and confusion reigned.

I am completely and totally uninterested in going to work today. My preference would be to stay home and sleep and then clean. Of course, I must got to work if I want to continue living the life to which I have become accustomed. The holidays really threw me off. I got used to not having to hunt for sales and having plenty of time off. Things have changed. I gotta start hounding people again. I gotta work an entire week. Wait, next Monday is a holiday! A day off! That’s cool. All is good!