Labor Day is over and it still feels like a Monday

I am back. No new tales to tell, though. I cannot call this an eventful weekend. I cannot believe it is September and school has begun, once again. The beauty fact is how it all cycles. Summer begins, summer ends only to begin again and of course, end again. It is symmetry in motion and life.

I keep forgetting today is Tuesday. It has that Monday feel about it. I am going to be a day behind all week. Then again, that means Friday is much closer, which may or may not be a good thing.

It was another crappy sleep last night. I was up at about 1:45 am for no apparent reason. I was actually glad that it was that early because I knew I had some good sleep time ahead. I was then up at 4:45 am and the Wife was in sob mode. It was time to turn the comforting machine on. I did that for a while, but I was really up. I did doze off from about 6:10 to 6:20 only to have a freakish dream. I dreamt that some strange woman was parked in our driveway. I told her to move her fucking minivan but somehow the "beast" was missing. I was confused as to who would steal that piece of shit Impala. I think at some level I was elated but pissed that I would have to go through the hassle of filing a police report.

Then I woke up and realized it was a dream. Pretty damn vivid but still a dream. The "beast" was still on the driveway. Tuesday began and now it ends for me. I hope you enjoyed yours.

Ciao!