Jun 29, 2013 08:15
It's like one of those dreams that break your heart when you wake up and your long-dead mom is no longer in the room... I told myself to get up and get ready and go to the City Market and Chinatown Market and the smoke shop and was up at 5:23.
Then the sun came up, I said a few of those things out loud, and reality settled in. I doubt we'll be going anywhere. I need to get out of town. I need a real job. Oh yeah, right, I'm gonna open a restaurant. Sure.
waking,
disappointment,
broke,
expectations