I was falling asleep writing last night's post. With each added link I would go to the site I was linking to, then read a bit, then start to dawdle, then drowse. I must have fallen asleep half a dozen times on the last paragraph alone.
I'm getting like that again now. But tonight, I have to haul out the garbage.
I had a dream last night that the assistant to the department manager came up to me and informed me that I had been terminated, effective the first of the month. I was very upset by this, partly because I had lost my job (again), and partly because I figured they meant the first day of November - so was I going to get paid for the days I had worked since then?
By an odd coincidence I walked in to work with the woman from my dream. I told her about the dream, and she said "Well, I really don't have that power." I then explained that she was just the messenger in the dream, and she said "Yes, that's how they'd do it."
Anyway. I just dozed off in the middle of that last sentence. Time to take out the garbage and go to bed.
The narcissistic primarily autobiographical blog of the pseudonymous d.b. echo
Here's hoping that's one dream that won't come true.
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