I dreamt that I was working at Redfish again. Mrs. Sophia knew English and she never stopped giving orders, just like I imagined she would if she ever learned. Everything came back to me so naturally, the feeling of the dough, the cutting, the making of the food. I don't think I've ever known a job that well in my life.
I was....peaceful with the idea of working there again.
My dreams have been very practical lately. I wish they would become whimsical again. I don't want to dream about working unless a dragon or an elf is involved. Perhaps I need to play more video games before bedtime.
Math, math math today. Le Sigh. Soon it will be over. Just 3 more days. 3 more days.
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It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.
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