Don’t you just hate it when you have
dreams that make no sense
even wile they are happening?
Last night was one of those nights
and I, for one, was happy when the
alarm stuck a wooden stake in it
ending the nightmares at 4:45…
Burned out offices, dead people- alive;
hanging out with people I do not even like…
and parallel parking.
That on it’s own a personal nightmare.
The stir-fry with hot Chinese mustard
was great, my love
but what it produced within my sleeping mind
was anything
but sweet dreams!
Nancilynn is Writing again 