maybe you forgot
breaking this love’s gentle heart
can hurt oh so much
Strike Back, again…
One of my stranger dream themes is the one where I’m desperate for a clean toilet and I can NEVER FIND ONE. I’m searching and searching and there’s always something wrong with the one I think I can use– no toilet paper, bowl’s overflowed, no door, toilet is filthy, etc. You name it, I’ve probably dreamt it. Last night I had a dream like that. I found a relatively clean toilet but the lights were dim and when I tried to flush, the bowl overflowed. Then I realized, I’M IN A DREAM! I got excited when I realized I KNEW I was in a dream and I tried my damnedest to conjure up something fun. Alas, it was not to be. Darn it!
I just had to share.
My last call at work was from someone who didn’t want to share details on why she wanted to talk to someone which made it difficult for me to figure out how to help her. Why must people be difficult?
I had to walk home again today. SUCKS. I don’t like walking in 80° plus weather. It makes me sweaty. I don’t like to be sweaty. Bah!
