Zombie eat brains.

[dream_n_write]

It is always the small things.  I always dwell on the small things.  It adds up at work.  It throws me off my game and lessens the confidence I have in myself as a waitress.  No matter.  I work tomorrow and likely have Monday or Tuesday off.  Maybe I could chill a bit and learn not to dwell on the little screw ups.  Work just seems to leave me really scattered brained lately...

So I worked eight and a half hours, not getting home till a little after eleven and thereby sitting outside eating dinner and talking with the folks.  It is weird to see them up when I come home instead of asleep or close to it.  It was nice talking to them.

I really want to go to bed and try to get some sleep and have no weird or random dreams.