chilly monday

It's been a strange day. Since before I even got out of bed, even. I was laying there, half asleep, and snuggled up with someone. Don't know who; someone from whatever dream I'd been having, apparently. Must be the moon; She's full tonight. I tend to have vivid and/or strange dreams around the full moon. Anyway, whoever he was, he was quite cuddly. I had a song going through my head when I woke up, too, and it stayed with me through much of the morning shuffle of getting ready for work. It was Five for Fighting's "Superman." Dreaming of Clark Kent, perhaps?

Everyone here at work seems to be in a strange mood. Not bad or anything, just odd. It feels as if this whole day has been dreamlike so far. I don't feel like I'm really here. And I keep hearing awful stories about things that have happened to people. Just got an email from Jay about a friend's dire health crisis, which is always a jolt. Someone at work was telling me earlier about a family in which the mother is dying of breast cancer, the 18-year-old son committed suicide last week, and his father (who found him) had a heart attack. Oh, and the mother is my age.

So I'm feeling a bit surreal at the moment. I suppose I should dive into work; that should bring me back to reality!

chilly monday

It's been a strange day. Since before I even got out of bed, even. I was laying there, half asleep, and snuggled up with someone. Don't know who; someone from whatever dream I'd been having, apparently. Must be the moon; She's full tonight. I tend to have vivid and/or strange dreams around the full moon. Anyway, whoever he was, he was quite cuddly. I had a song going through my head when I woke up, too, and it stayed with me through much of the morning shuffle of getting ready for work. It was Five for Fighting's "Superman." Dreaming of Clark Kent, perhaps?

Everyone here at work seems to be in a strange mood. Not bad or anything, just odd. It feels as if this whole day has been dreamlike so far. I don't feel like I'm really here. And I keep hearing awful stories about things that have happened to people. Just got an email from Jay about a friend's dire health crisis, which is always a jolt. Someone at work was telling me earlier about a family in which the mother is dying of breast cancer, the 18-year-old son committed suicide last week, and his father (who found him) had a heart attack. Oh, and the mother is my age.

So I'm feeling a bit surreal at the moment. I suppose I should dive into work; that should bring me back to reality!