I had a nightmare last night. In it I had a JOB, working for the state. The inane rules and unspoken expectations were driving me crazy. I didn't know how to cope.
When I woke up this morning at my mom's, the television was turned to Good Morning America. The lead story was about a flight attendant who went berserk. As the plane taxied, he cursed the passengers on the intercom, grabbed a couple of beers from the plane's refrigerator, released the emergency chute and escaped, leaving the passengers and his job behind.
Perhaps the universe is speaking to me.
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