Depressing Realization of the Time Period, or, Why I Hate William Harvey

Some people dream of awesome things, like flying or interacting with beautiful people. Some dream about crazy things, like teeth falling out. Some dream about high-school puppy love but wake-up screaming curses (my sister is awesome).

Not me. I'm old and boring.

I dreamed last night about preparing my presentation and powerpoint slides for a conference six weeks away. The dream was detailed - I remember typing out the bullets. In an outline format. I even remember what those bullet points were.

My life is average.