Notice: I've had three people respond to my request for mother comments. Thank you Jean, Jane and Jerry.
I dreamed all night about not going to work. I dreamed I called in sick. I dreamed I played hooky like in high school. I dreamed I called work and told them I had a flat tire and couldn't come to work. All night I dreamed about not going to work.
I went to work feeling slightly sluggish and yawning and stretching and just couldn't wake up. I noticed everyone around me sluggish, yawning, stretching and just couldn't wake up, so I was telling my boss about my marathon dream. She yelped "I had that same dream."
I'm semi-convinced it was barometric pressure. I seem to remember barometric pressure is sometimes the culprit.
Life isn't always a sweet dream.
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