Three nights ago I dreamed that business was really sucking, for a long time. And in my dream things actually got so bad that I had to go get a real job.
A real job!
You know, one of those deals where you have to get up in the fucking morning, every morning, 5 days a week and then do the rush hour commute. Twice a day! And all that before you even go on the fucking clock.
It was horrible!
I woke up in a cold sweat, shaking like a leaf.
Hell, I even pissed the fucking bed.
And now I've a developed nervous tic. My face, it like twitches all the time. And I damn near jump out of my skin every time I hear a sudden noise.
Dreams are serious business 