I remember the good old days when my dreams would be disturbed with nightmares of customers blocking me in behind the bar while bartending. Nowadays, while I sleep, my mind is still rambling, scrambling, and reading. I wake up and I'm studying and reciting biology. Really. Last night I was thinking, "Maybe I should write this down. It might come in handy for my midterm."
And it's not just biology. I wake up with ideas on how to write my Individual Language Learner Plans so that mine are better than everyone else's. That must be why I keep waking up with headaches. That or the rather large jug of wine I consumed last night.
Speaking of dreaming, heading to watch the D-Backs and A's. Maybe tonight I will be greeted by Conor Jackson in my dreams. Only in my dreams:)
