Both times that I had those dreams, I woke up in a cold sweat. Both times, I literally had to clean someone else’s sh*t.
For any of you dream interpreters out there: what do those dreams signify?
I have always been a planner. Even the so-called spontaneous acts in my life have had some degree of planning involved. And I’ve always believed that if one was sick of the way their life was going, to get up and do something to change it.
So, I’ve done both. I’ve planned and I’ve done things to change the way my life was going. I thought that finally, things were going to go right for me after years and years of misery.
Oh, God, was I wrong. So wrong.
It seems that no matter how much planning and care I take to live the life that I want to live, something always happens to put a wrench in my plans.
Makes me want to take a hammer and just beat the crap out of all those stupid wrenches.