It come in lots of forms. Dreams where you can not walk and the bus is not there and you have no money for a cab and you are in a bad part of town but there is a nice hotel but still no bus. Or you try to buy something from the Bon and the girls are snotty and just assume what you want and so you have a hissy fit and then you threaten to "Write a Letter". You say things like "I write great letters" and then Bon closes and you have not blush or concealer. (Now that is important stuff)
Or you worry about getting your homework and getting behind and the more you worry, the more you are not able to get the job done.
Uhm..... I wonder if there is a lesson here?
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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