choo zzz’s
I am so relieved its raining. I woke up the other morning and strained to hear rain drops hitting the driveway out my window, only to find it was dry and gray outside.
I had a dream that lining my room where the walls meet the ceiling there ran a tiny train track with a tiny steam engine chugging laps. Delicate puffs of smoke and faint choo sounds helped lull me to sleep. Ben and I both agree we need to make this dream a reality.
I have officially checked out of my job. I don’t know exactly when that happened but the transition from somewhat giving a fuck to couldn’t care less has taken place. Around this same time a new sensation of progressive happiness has enveloped me. I am way into the latter.