Bad dreams, forgotten

I had a waking dream just as I was drifting off to sleep last night about the worst job I could imagine having. I remember thinking, “Man, I am so going to blog about that terrible imaginary job tomorrow,” and then zonking out. I don’t remember any of it, except I think I had to hold pebbles in my mouth. I’m not really good at holding pebbles in my mouth, which was part of what made it the worst job ever.