Bored on the 4th of July.
It’s our nation’s birthday…and I’ve got nowhere to be. I’ve been watching reruns of Ground Force America all day. While I feel fairly confident I can install a water feature without help now, I’m not any less bored.
I’ve mentioned in the past that I don’t normally remember my dreams after I wake up, but for whatever reason, this one stuck in my head this morning. At the start of my dream, I was in New York City (why, I don’t know), and for whatever reason, I didn’t have my truck, and the trains and busses weren’t running. So I was walking in the shoulder of the NJ Turnpike trying to get back home, watching all the cars zoom by. And then I woke up.
I just don’t get it.