I'm having nightmares about messing up at work now. Nightmares. Of all the things that I want to dream about my mind has chosen for me to worry that I will go into work only to discover that I have messed up a framing order. I told Tony about this and he was not pleased. He reminded me that if anything this job was just a hobby so I should feel free to quit but that's not how I roll.
On a brighter note, a few nights ago I did have a dream where I was driving a flying car. The steering wheel (yes, this flying car had a steering wheel, doubtful) was very sensitive so it took some getting used to. I would rather go back to dreaming about that-or zombies. I love a good zombie dream.
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