Last night I had a dream that there was something poking out of my skin. It was cone shaped, almost like a little leaflet just starting to emerge from the stalk, though it was beige rather than green. I pulled on it, and out came a tiny little fish, almost like a minnow. It had burrowed into me, right through my skin. I freaked out and tossed it into the toilet where it began to swim around madly, clearly shaken from the disturbance.
I’ve had the heebie-jeebies all day.
There’s nothing like a long holiday weekend to give you a chance to play catch-up. I’ve managed to do a lot of cleaning I really wanted to get done around the house, got ahead on my homework, cuddl…