Today I feel compelled to break a promise I made to myself. I vowed that I would never, ever post about anything I dreamed, because there is nothing more BORING than someone else's dream. I mean, really, they're all, "I was in a forest but it really wasn't, know what I mean, and then there was this guy that was sort of like Joe from high school, remember him? And anyway, blah blah blah..."
Last night I had a nightmare that I got fired from the thrift store, and it was horrifying. I woke up in a cold, panicky sweat. I will spare you the long-winded details about why and who said what, but I was totally framed.
On North Korea: Thinking about Thinking
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