The best little
It’s the time of the year when I find it difficult to get myself out to run. But I managed to do it last night and felt very accomplished. I can’t say how fast I was because I only have a rough estimate of the distance as being between 3.25 and 3.5 miles, though the google map swears it’s a mile. I know that’s untrue.
My dreams lately have overtaken my sleep. I dream that my food never arrives, that my co-workers are going kayaking, that the religious Jews are setting up a bordello in my neighborhood. The bordello dream would probably make a good farce, but that isn’t how it presented itself in my dream. I’m sure that Reb SoandSo would do well running a bordello, especially since in the dream my neighborhood was suburban. The bordello area had a pool and everything. What does this all mean, I wonder.
I think that it means that there isn’t much of interest going on in my day-to-day activities.
December 19, 2007 at 12:56 pm
Perhaps it means you need a little action. Like reading Fox in Socks to Red over and over and over again.