GM engineers are idiots.
Work 11 hours straight, no breaks or lunch, too busy.
Come home to a freezing house, stink like shit from working and I have to take a freezing cold shower because of the previously mentioned termination of gas service.
You know what though, I could not be more calm or content.
Because I've gone crazy, or my brain took matters in to it's own hands.
I'll explain,
Last night I had the most vivid dream I've ever had.
I had what seemed like in my dream a long detailed conversation with my father.
For those of you that don't know has been dead for 7 years. It wasn't any scene of tearful reunion or the like. All of a sudden I was at the kitchen table at his old house, and I just ran through all my current problems, and one by one he gave me advice, and telling me the things I needed to hear. Not just telling me that I'm right about things I've been worrying about or that I shouldnt worry because things will be alright. It wasn't any half-assed half-comfort bullshit. It was real criticism and almost a genuine outside perspective. I woke up feeling better than I have in a long, long time. I can only suspect that I've officially gone crazy, or my subconscious realized I was breaking down and manifested this scenario out of self preservation.
Come home to a freezing house, stink like shit from working and I have to take a freezing cold shower because of the previously mentioned termination of gas service.
You know what though, I could not be more calm or content.
Because I've gone crazy, or my brain took matters in to it's own hands.
I'll explain,
Last night I had the most vivid dream I've ever had.
I had what seemed like in my dream a long detailed conversation with my father.
For those of you that don't know has been dead for 7 years. It wasn't any scene of tearful reunion or the like. All of a sudden I was at the kitchen table at his old house, and I just ran through all my current problems, and one by one he gave me advice, and telling me the things I needed to hear. Not just telling me that I'm right about things I've been worrying about or that I shouldnt worry because things will be alright. It wasn't any half-assed half-comfort bullshit. It was real criticism and almost a genuine outside perspective. I woke up feeling better than I have in a long, long time. I can only suspect that I've officially gone crazy, or my subconscious realized I was breaking down and manifested this scenario out of self preservation.