Friday, November 4th, 2011

I didn’t get much sleep last night, wedged in tightly between two cats who were successfully trying to steal every BTU my body managed to generate, so I remember just about every minute of the dream I was having this morning. And, as usual, it was a pretty stupid dream.

I was polishing my shoes. Boots, actually. They were a pair of old cowboy boots. I wasn’t supposed to be wearing them with my Class-A uniform but they were the only halfway-decent footware I could find in my room so I was trying to cover them up with black polish. No matter how much polish I rubbed on, though, the leather soaked it up and the brown scuffs emerged again.

It was so maddening that I gave up on them eventually and tried to polish a pair of old bedroom slippers. You can imagine how that went. I kept at it for so long that I knew I was going to be late for my language school graduation, so I went back to trying to polish the boots again. While I sat in the middle of the floor, everyone I ever knew came in to tell me how late I was. This seemed to go on forever. I was genuinely happy when the living room clock chimed five and woke me up.

polish | 6:11 am CDT
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