Ever woken up from one of those dreams full of people, places, and things that just went on and on and on? It's almost vertigo-inducing; I mean, I remember doing a year's worth of stuff, but I know it's only been one night...
The worst part is I know I'll spend the rest of the weekend pestering people with "I had a wonderful dream, Auntie Em, and you were there, and you were too, Ben."
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Now I'm picturing you in blue gingham with prim little ankle socks. Often, phonebooksful of humanity parade through my dreams. I think I'm busier sleeping than awake.
...and her little dog, too.
I was? Sorry, couldn't resist that one.
The worst ones are the ones that are that real only you dream yourself at work and feel like you should be paid overtime for the work you did overnight.
ben--
Yabbut I usually dream I'm undoing the work I did during the day.
I'm reluctant to ask for overtime for that.
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