Mitzi says that cats skim your dreams, that they have become addicted to human dreams. That is what they’re doing when they sleep on you. Skimming your dreams. And that I should be thankful as it gives me 15 more minutes of dream time.
While at the hospital I found myself near the dementia ward.
I never knew that the same laugh heard over and over could invoke a whole spectrum of emotions from amusement to horror.
I saw the word Antistress in a shop window and it took me a full minute to figure what it said.
Fifteen years ago on a cold January morning I couldn’t sleep and ended up at work so early the front door wasn’t even open yet. I took that as a sign I should go find breakfast and coffee. There aren’t many places in central London open for breakfast before 7:30 am but I found a little side street diner a few blocks from the classroom building and went in. It was warm and bright inside, full of construction workers and dustmen. The staff was all eastern European and welcoming. I had a no frills breakfast and lots of coffee and was in a way way better mood to face my day when time came to report in. The only downside was that the radio in the diner played “Millennium” by Robby Williams and it was stuck in my head all day long.
I rarely get to have a proper breakfast on a weekday and it was something of a treat and indulgence for me. Those kind of mornings I don’t mind repeating every decade or so. 🙂
The double-decker bus I rode the other day had two USB charger jacks on the upper level. I can’t decide if its safe to use them or not.
My wife will watch some SF with me but she doesn’t Get It. But then I don’t get the desire to watch dramas about a time in history when 90% of people lived in dirt and the life expectancy was about 35. BUT….Throw in a time traveler or some ancient aliens and I’m there with popcorn dude!
http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2010/aug/21/unthinkable-having-a-sit-down