My day started in my dreams. All night long I was making one year and six month appointments. I would wake up and say “what the heck” or “that was weird”, only to fall asleep and dream it all over again. I can’t guess why I had those dreams, I can only say it was weird.
Usually my days at work fly, I will glance at the clock and it’s almost lunch time and be surprised every time. Today for some reason, took forever. I was busy and yet time was crawling like a snail.
The girl who colors my hair asked if I could come in after work today instead of tomorrow. It was no big deal to me, I was only planning on going to the gym. Tomorrow may be the last perfect weather day of the year and now I don’t have to spend an hour and a half in a salon.
I am off to work on my story……Zia