Dream I had the other night: A little black dog--one of those annoying ones that yaps a lot--gets caught in the over-sized jaws of badger. I allow it to strangle the dog almost to death, I hear some snapping, then stop it and tend the dog's wounds as though I've done it before, repeatedly.
In other events, I saw 51 Peg for the first time in almost 2 years on Monday. Short set, but great time.
I've learned to view time as a wheel, not necessarily as a vast series of ages like The Wheel of Time, but within my own life things seem to repeat themselves. Maybe something about me invites such a cycle.
Oh well, I've always been blessed with what I need when I need it by chance or through my own power, and I have no reason to believe it won't be the same now. Whatever needs to happen will happen. Perhaps it has something to do with my new job. I start as a caseworker for the county on the 14th. I will miss the group home even though I came home pissed off, and with headaches all the time. Who knows, I might even end up with clients I already know.
I should be making enough to get a new car too. I'm thinking
this.