Dream
A couple nights ago, I remembered part of a dream I had. It took place back in Groton, at the school. I remember going down the halls, they were really quiet. I went down to the bandroom, and remembered seeing Mr.Codner, and Ms.Elek. She's not called that anymore because she got married, but that's how I remembered her. He saw me, and asked me where my music was, and this was infront of the band, and i tried to go get my flute, but it wasn't in the locker. Then we were in the office, and I remember telling him it used to be a much happier place. It was weird. I know, I do miss my music. I miss my piano more than flute though.
The schedule is killing me...
I wake up at 10:30
get ready, leave at 11:40
drop Chris off at 12:30
make my way over to work at 1
lunch at 5
get out at 10
wait for Chris to get back from wherever they go
can range to 12
get home half an hour later
go to bed at 1
only to repeat the whole thing over again for 4 days
I think that'll be the only relief when Chris leaves.
The schedule is killing me...
I wake up at 10:30
get ready, leave at 11:40
drop Chris off at 12:30
make my way over to work at 1
lunch at 5
get out at 10
wait for Chris to get back from wherever they go
can range to 12
get home half an hour later
go to bed at 1
only to repeat the whole thing over again for 4 days
I think that'll be the only relief when Chris leaves.