Last night I dreamed that one of my coworkers came into my bedroom and stood over sleeping me, staring down at me until I woke up. When I saw her by the bed, she crossed her arms over her chest and said, “Do you know what time it is?”
Maybe there’s more to the dream, but that’s what I remember. I put this dream in the same category as the ones I have before a trip (finding myself on a plane with no ticket or passport or idea of where I’m headed, for example). I’m in the throes of some serious time anxiety. These grant proposals are kicking my butt, and it is, truly, later than I think.
I made a little progress today, but tomorrow … tomorrow is the day it all has to come together. Has to. Think I’m a little nervous? That’s the only way I can explain the appearance of my time-keeping co-worker in my dream.
For now, time for sleep (and hopefully no visits from my workplace). In the morning, I’ll check in with Salvador. I think he found a way to get hold of time …
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