I had the oddest dream last night.
I was running late for school...high school. My dad had taken my keys from me for getting a speeding ticket in my truck. Without the truck, I had to take the bus. But...the bus came early and I was late. So, I went to my office (yes, the one I had in Oakland), and learned I had a training session away from work.
I had no means of transportation. But, I thought I could talk my dad into giving me back my keys, so I got in an elevator to go down to the lobby, but ended up going up to the top floor. The descent was painfully slow. Slow to the point of realizing I would not only be late getting to my training session but that I would have to skip school
I awoke in a sweat.
Surely misery and malice will plague me all the days of my life!!!