Frolicking Friday was so Frolicsome this week, that this has been postponed EXTENDED into Saturday! Superfrolic Saturday!
And back to our scheduled program...
Yup, it’s that time again. The time no one wants to experience but the world forces all of us to anyway. Why can’t the normal day start three…. five… eight hours later than it does now?? Methinks more teenagers would hate the world less.
The pure hatred that is associated with this time of day usually scares away whatever the deep parts of me noggin were trying to tell me the night before. I’m horrible at remembering dreams. Apparently Conscious and Subconscious have communication issues…
Every now and then, I’ll have a dream so awesome/freaky/off-the-wall that Subconscious won’t give up until I remember it. She sneaks in the dream-memories at random times during the day. And it all comes rushing back. I love these peace offerings.
Remembering dreams half way through the day is amazing. It’s a spark of happiness and bedtime in the middle of chaos. How much more frolicsome can you get!?
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