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[shortfuseburnig]

I hate how I always reflect on every single thing going on in my life right before I go to bed. When I'm dead tired, of course... when I don't have enough energy left to pick up a pen. And I usually have so much to say, so much to get out that just won't budge from my mind. It's either the thoughts stay up there and I lose it, or I write. I don't

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[troutsavedmylyf]

So I did say I would consider interpreting it. And I considered it. But honestly, I don't think there is anything I see that you do not. And I am much more likely to misinterpret it than you are, because you know the dream much better than I do, for obvious reasons. So :P.

Nice colon in there, though. ;P I admit I laughed at the part when you said you felt "as if [you] had somewhat of an attractive personality." You have a knack for almost giving yourself some credit, while at the same time putting yourself down a little bit. One day in the future when you're in therapy, your therapist is going to tell you to stand in front of a mirror every morning and give yourself some sort of positive affirmation. I bet it will be "I have somewhat of an attractive personality." Or more likely, "I have big eyes and small feet, and I like that about myself." And when that day comes, give me a call so I can say I told you so.

I do love that dreams are often so poetic, and therefore can be analyzed and interpreted. And I'm sure a good number of great poems have been inspired by dreams. Oh wow, that reminds me of this poem by T.S Elliot I read the other day for poetry. The last three lines were a pretty great image of waking from a dream:

We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

That was sort of off-topic, but you said you prefer long comments. :P

So I still have Post Office sitting in my car, if I ever see you again.

Hope you're having a good day with your resume and Jonah.

:)