I unexplicably awoke at 7am this morning, much to my dismay. After contemplating life, the universe, and some other things, i went back to sleep. I was then jolted awake by the alarm clock at 8:23am, which i violently throttled until it stopped ringing. Finally, i willingly arose at 9:15am, extremely well rested.
I had a dream about seeing a play in New Orleans about an autistic child who was left alone at home by his mother who was obsessed with her houseplants the way most people are obsessed with their cats. The play was partially a cartoon, but mostly a musical. I was going to sit up front, but there were three rows of very old people there so i naturally assumed it was the VIP section. Also, i remember thinking that i wouldn’t meet any nice, stable, single people in New Orleans, so i should just enjoy the play and leave.
Then again, where would i meet some nice, stable, single people?