Work, Sleep, then Work

I can't believe I was at work 8 hours ago and am about to go back.... dang.
I was having a weird dream.
I was working at the youth center,
then I got lost and scared.
I found myself in a unit where a kid chopped another kids hand off in self-defense.
I remeber thinking, "How could I ever restrain this crap?"
I went to take a break in the woods.
Me and an Indian couple were smoking amazing cigarettes that we bought together.
Finally I saw my friend, Dan, walk past and away from us to the road.
I asked where he was going.
He gave some bullcrap answer.
Then, I yelled, "You know what I think? You're just afraid!"
The End.

Why are my dreams so detailed?
It's like they're more real than my life when I'm awake.
Maybe I'm Neo.
Maybe not.



Shalom.


p.s. I like my job.