Seriously, WHEN will the high school nightmares stop? Last night I was my real self, or at least the distorted dream version, all 38 year's worth of me, throwing lunch into a knapsack while the bus rumbles down the road to my lane way.
I am now going to console myself with a nice Johnny picture.
Okay, that's better.
My kids were going to school with me in this nightmare. I'm not sure if that made things better or worse. It was just a whole other level of crazy.
This is how I can tell it's August... and that maybe I have a few issues left over to deal with.
Oh yeah, and apparently Mars is really close to the earth right now, and with it being the ANGRY PLANET that could explain a few things, right? I don't know.
Am I the only one who has recurring nightmares like this? I can't be. Anybody brave enough to share their brain burrs?