But I keep having dreams I’m running late for work.
So, I’m out here watching the runoff from the morning rain. And being the constantly pondering person I am, I’m trying to figure out what my dreams mean.
I dream I still work at Walmart. I’m a cashier again and no matter what I do, everyone seems to ignore the potential I have to do better things. That must be the anxiety I have about not getting a better job.
It might also be because this is the longest time I’ve gone no having a job since before I started working there and my mind is confused to why I’m not still running the track of work, school, little free time, adult responsibilities, sleep.
It’s sad when we become so programmed to never have enough time to just relax that we don’t know what to do with ourselves when we get the time to do whatever we want.