Friday Night Nap
I left work four and a half hours earlier than my old shift permitted me to. That was pleasant.
Came home, devoured a rice crust pizza with gluten free sausage, a glass and a half of limeade and then unbuttoned the top two buttons of my jeans, read a few comic books and fell into a really satisfying nap on a porch chair.
The storm picked up and the pines around the porch were brushing up against it. At some point, while the citronella candles and lightning were flickering, there was a dream of some kind of two story tall monster parting the trees, looking down at me. When I told Bret, he said, "That is terrifying," but it was a friendly beast. I'm not sure how I knew that but I do, just one of those things you know in a dream.
I think it was John Harper's beastie from his design page.
Came home, devoured a rice crust pizza with gluten free sausage, a glass and a half of limeade and then unbuttoned the top two buttons of my jeans, read a few comic books and fell into a really satisfying nap on a porch chair.
The storm picked up and the pines around the porch were brushing up against it. At some point, while the citronella candles and lightning were flickering, there was a dream of some kind of two story tall monster parting the trees, looking down at me. When I told Bret, he said, "That is terrifying," but it was a friendly beast. I'm not sure how I knew that but I do, just one of those things you know in a dream.
I think it was John Harper's beastie from his design page.