For the last two nights, I've dreamt of work. Which may or may not have something to do with the mountain of work looming over my head or the blank page that is my article on blogging. Regardless. I think we can all say that dreaming about work is officially not good. In last night's dream, I seriously considered taking my old job back. Yes, that would be the one at the hardware store. As a cashier. Oh, the good old days of arguing with customers over sale prices, the cost of a pound of nails, and whether or not I was persecuting them by asking to see identification.
Is it vacation yet?
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