a quartered dream

[sergebroom]

A couple of night ago, I dreamed I had lots of quarters. Today, I woke up at 3:20am. No, I didn't go to the gym right away. What? You think I'm crazy? (I heard that.) Besides, the gym doesn't open until *4:30am* so I folded the laundry, made my lunch's sammich, THEN I went to my workout. Back home, I fed my canine horde, sent them back to bed, then I hopped onto the bus. I dropped my backpack in my office, walked a few blocks over to Starbuck's, logged in to work, took care of a user's request. I guess I now have to resume working on that ill-conceived project assigned to me. Yesterday, when the boss asked if I'd make that project's deadline of Thursday next week, I mentionned difficulties I was running into, and said that, if I had been asked to participate in the discussions that had led to the project and its tight deadline, I would probably have brought up those difficulties from the very beginning, what with my knowing the system as much if not more than anybody else who had participated in the original discussion. Hmmm... Now I understand why Sarek kicked me out of his Diplomacy classes. Now, what was that about quarters? Earlier this week, I had gone to the bank, and had bought two rolls of quarters, since that's what I use to pay for my bus fare. I later dreamed that I already had a large stash of quarters I had forgotten about. Maybe it was my mind telling me that I have strengths that will be recognized at the office, and that it'll all work out.