Winter Wonderland

 Good morning, Peeps!


I went to bed uneventfully last night to wake up around 7a.m. to a winter fucking wonderland. It's SNOWING, I mean snowing without it disappearing the second it touches the ground! But then, I remind myself it IS January. Having a mild winter has spoiled me. If that's such a thing. I find myself instantly familiar with the scraping sound of a shovel moving the snow. As I type this, I now discern the shovel was plastic. Because metal shovels make a different sound! Wow, I just realized that! Which proves, beyond an unreasonable doubt that I'm extremely over-perceptive. 


Last night I dreamt my oldest daughter and I were at a restaurant, and I ran into a former co-worker that was an assistant manager. As I'm classy, I don't want to be phony and create a 'fake name' so he shall remain nameless. He said my name, to which I'd always turn around because I'm thinking "Who the hell knows my name?" To look upon an older, heavier version of this person I once knew. Though he still had a full head of hair, his smile was full of unwashed teeth. We talked a bit; correction - he talked about himself. I'm not talking about a former enemy. Back in the day, I didn't hate this person. I just didn't like him; he was a suck-up, chatting up to manager like they were best friends. And he was also a showoff, speaking in Spanish to the co-workers (at that time I was learning Spanish). But I literally haven't thought of this person since I left that job in 1989. Anyway, he leaves to do something. My daughter and I go back to the booth we were originally at (he was showing us around). I had left my wristlet at the table and right before I woke up, I was looking for it. But that doesn't bother me, as I frequently dream about temporarily losing things. My keys, the car, etc. Because I almost never lose things in real life. What bothers me is why the hell my subconscious makes me think about a person I haven't thought about IN YEARS. And before anyone says I was attracted to the person - no I wasn't. 


But I won't let the weather and the weirdness of my own mind bother me. Key fact, this isn't the first time my mind made me dream about people I wasn't attracted to at all. But that's another post for another day. Stay warm and dry out there in the big ol' world!



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