I had a dream last night that I gave birth to a child - a concept so abjectly horrifying to me that all the stress I'm under right now undoubtedly spun this nightmare into fruition during my REM cycle last night. Anyhoo, I had a kid, but was so busy doing other things that A) I forgot to be excited about it, and B) I remember saying to the people I was with in the dream, "Did I have a boy or a girl? I've plum forgotten."
The point being, this dream was so terrifying and utterly stress-filled that I think it caused me to clench my jaw like a human Nutcracker all night long and today my yapper is really, really sore.
Discuss.
**UPDATE**
My jaw might also be sore because I chipped a tooth.
Lovely.
2 comments:
How wonderful! My question: whose child was it? Was the infant Cajun brown with a frumpy scowl and utter dirty words?! Perhaps this is prophetic!
May it NEVER EVER BE. That would take an otherwise disturbing nightmare and turn it into a blanket-thrashing night TERROR.
Mark my words, Hamilton: As long as I have breath in my lungs to protest, what you're suggesting will NEVER. EVER. HAPPEN.
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