Strange Dreams

Funny thing.... I NEVER remember my dreams much more than a few minutes after I wake up, but last night I had two dreams I remember vividly. Neither made much sense, but the common thread was indignation. I woke up pissed off twice last night. First, I was bowling at the Johnny's Foodmaster where I grocery shop, and the pin machine kept malfunctioning, but the checkout clerk just kept cycling through my frames so my game would be over. I got so upset I went down the pancake mix aisle and got Jiffy blueberry muffin mix to pour into the ball return. Take that!
I woke up and went to the bathroom, then I went back to bed and dreamed that I was moving into a new apartment today with one of the other Thirsty Ear bartenders, and when we got there, it tuned out the apartment was a 4-bedroom, and there were only two of us. He had failed to mention or address the fact that we had two empty bedrooms on our hands, and a rent we couldn't afford. For some reason, this whole snafu was his fault and not mine, and my frustration mounted until I woke up. I was in the shower by the time I wasn't upset at Ryan anymore.

Apparently I've been bottling up my anger.