So what's your point?
May. 8th, 2011 03:38 pmThe last few days I've been having dreams that are variants on a theme.
Once, I was back in Maryland and rather younger, and spent the day driving around with my old friends from there.
Once, I was back in high school, and the teacher was bringing various old classmates to the front of the room to tell me what a moron I was.
Once, I was back in middle school and the teachers themselves were lined up to tell me how badly I was failing.
And today's dream, I was trying to write but kept getting phone calls from my younger self through a time telephone.
Dear brain: I don't know what you're trying to tell me, but stop already.
Once, I was back in Maryland and rather younger, and spent the day driving around with my old friends from there.
Once, I was back in high school, and the teacher was bringing various old classmates to the front of the room to tell me what a moron I was.
Once, I was back in middle school and the teachers themselves were lined up to tell me how badly I was failing.
And today's dream, I was trying to write but kept getting phone calls from my younger self through a time telephone.
Dear brain: I don't know what you're trying to tell me, but stop already.