Last night, I had a dream that I was tagged to write about ending relationships. I was trying to figure out what to write about. All I kept thinking was this should be an easy topic for me because I have definitely been a dumper rather than a dumpee. Perhaps, it was my joy of changing and moving on or because I could always see that it wasn't meant to be or because I was just non-committal. Before I really got into figuring out what I was going to write, I was saved by Lexi's crying.
She fell asleep fairly quickly and then I did too. This time I had a dream that I had to go back to high school to take Calculus. There was a girl I never really liked (or hated) that was sent back too. We were the only ones our age so she asked if we could be friends. Mainly, I was just wanted to hurry and pass the class.
That is me, the strange dream queen. During my freshman year in college, I had a few friends that would get a kick out of hearing about my dreams. I was taking a psychology class back then. If I read the book before going to sleep, my dreams would be really wacko. I remember one where I was sent to another planet to run through a rat maze.
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