They say "good morning," but I'm unsure what is good about them. Especially when you have to wake up at 6 on a Saturday to go to work. No one will come in for 3 hours anyway. So I sit there. Wishing I was sleeping, but don't tell father that I'm tired because he is one of those cheerful morning people and his only response will be, "you can sleep when you're dead." Thanks dad, but I really don't think thats the same thing. So I yawn and watch the World Cup on ESPN because sleep has been taken from me. As I sit there in my drowsy stupor, my very full brain begins to wander.
Facebook isn't one for originality. It only ever has one question. What's on your mind? Well there is a lot on my mind actually. Double digits, time machines, cave trolls, Dodo Brains, lists of to do's, my adorable niece here to visit. Its a mess up there really.
As far as cave trolls are concerned, I really don't think I remotely resemble one, but certain individuals might argue otherwise. Apparently cave trolls haunt their dreams. How unfortunate for them.
Sometimes I tell stories that would be better left unsaid. But its like word vomit and things just come out. Stories that are just asking for judgment. Ugh. Fortunately I only have 2 weeks. Then I'll be on a beach. A safe 16 hour drive away from Dodo Brains and Cave Troll callers. Sadly I will be missing a supposed "spiritual feast," but part of me thinks thats a good thing. The less conflicted my life will be. Like I said, it is a mess up here in my noggin. And all of this because I had to wake up early on a Saturday. Sheesh! Sleep would have been so much healthier.
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