Dreaming of dreams

I had a lucid dream the other morning. Louise had gotten up early and I dozed off again to grab a final 15 mins in bed. When I say dozed off, I really mean that I was vaguely aware of her alarm going off before nodding back off some seconds later. Nanoseconds that is… When I woke I was aware that I’d just had a very lucid dream. I can remember thinking, whilst dreaming, that the dream I was having was a familiar one and that it would an excellent source for a story. Let me backtrack a little here. Some of you may have noted the occasional comment from my Mum, asking me when I was going to start …

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Timely manic

Arafat dies, smoking is banned, and we all stop for a minute to ponder the past. Then life whizzes onwards. Work wise the next three months are going to be nothing less than manic, and it’s quite possible that I’ll have to schedule a nervous breakdown sometime in February (that week away in January seems an awfully long way away at the moment). Of course it’s also entirely possible that I’ll have a nervous breakdown sometime mid-December but not actually notice. A couple of days ago I asked about work ethics and how you (dearest reader) maintain yours. I now have my own answer, you load up the schedule with enough work for four people and keep shifting the start …

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