I was right. Yesterday was a good day. Got called into a meeting around 1:30, and upon walking in I was handed a beer. All of us drank beer while talking about milestones and stuff. I love my job.
I’ve decided to start writing down my dreams, because I’ve been having a lot lately, and they’re always very bizarre.
Last night I had a dream I was smoking some cigars, and they felt weird, and after a week of smoking them I knew something wasn’t right. Then one night as I was coughing I saw a small little bug fly out of my mouth. At first I didn’t think much of it, but it kept happening. I finally figured out that the cigars had millions of insect eggs in them, some rare insect from across the ocean or something. They’d gotten into my lungs and formed some sort of hive in there. Every time I coughed more of these bugs were flying out my mouth. And that’s not it. Because these bugs were from Africa or something, they ended up spreading some huge epidemic in North America. All because I smoked some cigars…
I had some other dreams but this was the only one that was coherent enough to actually write down.