Last night I dreamed about flying trapeze. I'm flying this weekend and I keep double checking the time.
In my dream:
I was taking a quick power nap on the couch. I wake up and it's 7:30 p.m., when class starts at 7 p.m. I figure I can still make half of class so I scramble to find clothes and get out the door and to text them that I'm going to be late, but I don't know they're number. And it's this frantic, anxious dream.
I realize my class is 1 p.m. and I've missed the whole thing and am sad.
I wake up. And my class really is 1 p.m. this weekend. I haven't missed a class. But probably will check the time 17 more times before I go.
Actually, I better make sure I have cute clothes to wear. And my lucky socks. :)
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