Last night, I had a dream. Of all the things I could have dreamed about: Hawaii, being an astronaut, eating chocolate cake, not being pregnant anymore without having to go into labor, I dreamt about cleaning. In my wildest dreams, I started with the kitchen, moved onto the living room, and finished up by mopping the floors. Woot.
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So, in your dream, were you satisfied after you did all that cleaning? Or was the feeling more drudgery than pleasure?
Tell me about it. I dream about work all the time. I almost feel as though I should clock those hours! I want to dream of watching me sleep! Then I could get some rest.
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