B E B E R E

I don't like dreaming about work. It's just like working, but off the clock and at home.

I really don't need to be having dreams of biblical knowledge of colleagues, either. It makes it that much more difficult to keep a straight face during department meetings.

Guess the best thing to come of yesterday morning's subconscious indignity was that I found it so upsetting that I woke myself up in time to hear what sounded like people casing the house. Got myself out of bed, turned on all the lights, made noise, scared whoever was outside at the side of the house away.