Last night I had a bad dream. Not just a bad dream…a nightmare.
It isn’t too often that I can remember my dreams, but this one stuck with me like a piece of Velcro (I have been shopping for school supplies, can you tell?).
In this dream I had volunteered to be the club sponsor for a small group Chorus type activity. So yes, I guess I was like Mr. Schuester in Glee. Joy. My motivation behind this was surely the goal of making myself “indispensable” at my school so they simply must keep me next year. :]
|That's dream Abby losing her mind.|
The dream ended as we were going to a performance and I felt 110% overwhelmed. What a nasty, yucky dream.