I know, the lyrics apparently are “kiss” instead of “catch”, but I think my word exchange is better. And I had to edit from “my dreams, they gotta” to the current title because it wouldn’t fit on one line and started to break things. Weaksauce.
Anyways, it’s no mystery that I don’t usually sleep well and that anything that has the warning of “May be habit forming” is no friend of mine. Work has been a bit stressful, and then there is this whole new living arrangement thing. Finding an apartment now is less than easy, much less a house.
To top it off, I had yet another anxiety dream last night about that whole situation. Workers are gutting the other 4 apartments, making alot of noise and leaving a huge mess in the process. My dream? I dreamt that somehow the landlords had found a way to blame the tonnage of wood and debris on me. The result? I had one day to vacate the premises.
What a crappy way to start the day. I have plenty of other stuff to write about (and I’ll get to it in good time), but I just wanted to write about this should I get home and happen to find a new 24-hour eviction notice.