...my last dream consisted of a very real seeming shift at work: sweeping and mopping and so on. Things progressed as normal until I straightened up, wiped my hands together and declared in a bright cheerful voice:
"Right! I'm about to wake up now, so we need to pop the wet floor signs out..."
We did. And as the last one was opened up and placed firmly down, I woke up.
So! Even when I am asleep and dreaming, and my mind KNOWS I am asleep and dreaming; instead of nice happy things - bunnies, for instance, or flower filled fields, or a flying carpet ride with John Hannah - my brain decides that what I need is more work related content.
=SIGHS=
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