Now Here I Go Again.....
Ah dreams. So weird. Rarely wonderful.
So, last night I was intent on catching this little little scorpion. I could hear it. He talked. He was almost microscopic and people were afraid he would get stepped on. But I scooped him up on a piece of paper the way one would do to a spider they planned to set free. He wanted and needed to be rescued. But stung me anyway...then scampered off.
Naturally I thought about the scorpion and the frog tale. I had only myself to blame. And I swear I could feel my one hand going numb - but that was probably just Tovah sleeping on it, as she is apt to do.
You'd think that'd be enough. But there was at least one more dream - possibly two. I can't be sure if they were part of the same dream or separate.
I was crossing a stream that became a huge flowing body of water. Could feel myself getting pulled w/the current, knowing if I lost my balance, I would go downstream. The water was brown and murky. It looked cold. There were other people doing as I was - but all were women in dresses. Professional dress. Possibly on their way to work at the building on the other side of the water. (yes! I had to pee very very badly when I woke up! what of it??)
I believe it was that building where I walked into the glass offices. It was me - but clearly not me. You know - it WAS a dream. I knew I didn't officially work at said office, but I could hear the boss-like man telling others he didn't want me there. But he got protests b/c I gave such great massages.
Did I mention that my Girl Scout Cookie order came in yesterday - and that I had maybe 5 thin mints before bedtime?
stuff & nonsense
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