Wouldn't Look Up
I had terrible dreams this morning-- woke up at 6 and decided to go back to sleep instead of getting up. In the next hour or two I dreamt that Michael and a group of other people had taken up one of these fad "spiritual" things that comes through every once in awhile, and were spending a week not talking to anyone, not meeting anyone's eyes, and writing things that no one outside the group of people doing it was allowed to see.
Felt terribly cast-aside, left out, unimportant, etc.
It's so seldom hard to interpret my dreams.
On a totally different note, fire control class is awesome fun. At the end of it I could be a wildfire firefighter for the summer-- a contract one this year, I think. That seems like a bad second job, but oh, is it tempting.
Felt terribly cast-aside, left out, unimportant, etc.
It's so seldom hard to interpret my dreams.
On a totally different note, fire control class is awesome fun. At the end of it I could be a wildfire firefighter for the summer-- a contract one this year, I think. That seems like a bad second job, but oh, is it tempting.