Hide Somewhere and Read

Out of Office

Sorting and Purging

Dreams From the Land of Dointoomuchstuff

I dreamt I was at my moms with Agent M. Mom had guests over. People I didn’t know. Agent M was busy running around, the way she usually does. I stopped her when I noticed something odd happening to her face. Tons and tons of red dots. Mom and I looked at her and looked at each other. Without saying anything, we both thought, “Fifth Disease.”

I’m thankful that I dreamt at all, that I’d slept deeply enough to dream. Even more surprised that I remembered the dream, though I don’t think the dots were from Fifth Disease.