dreams

Last Night’s Dreams:
I’m back at my job at the airport & my one co-worker that I could never stand keeps hugging me.  I’d hoped she would’ve left in the time I was gone.

I wake up with somebody yelling outside & I get up & go outside (which means I must not be conscious enough to just ignore the shit & go back to sleep) & the neighbor across the street is the one yelling & for some reason instead of a shirt he’s wearing one of the plastic sacks like oranges come in.