Plague of dreams.
Feb
1
I’ve been having a lot of unnerving dreams. Dreams about work. Dreams about messing up. Last night I dreamed that a faraway planet mailed me a recipe for some kind of cookie… that didn’t have flour as an ingredient. I was puzzled and frustrated.
When I wake up I look out my window through the slats of my blinds. Lately, the sky has been blue at 6:45 in the morning. I hate waking up before my alarm because I usually only have ten minutes (at the most) left to enjoy the warm cocoon of my bed. I close my eyes anyway. I fall asleep.
Sometimes I still dream.













Wow. No flour cookies! Do you remember the other ingredients?
I dream about work a lot—projects failing, going over to people’s houses. I also dream about weird items that don’t make much sense. I had one the other night, after eating a patty melt, but I don’t remember the details—it was a frightening dream though.