Due to school and life I’ve been stressy stress-ball of stress that has also been sleep-deprived and blah blah blah. This morning while I was driving myself and my cello into school/work, I was starting to drink coffee during the routine traffic jam. After my first sip, I noticed the license plate on the car in front of me had backwards letters and numbers. I thought, “huh, that’s wierd.”
I looked to the left and that car, too, had backwards letters on the license plate. My next thought, obviously, was “ohmygod, I’ve had a stroke and it’s affecting how I read. It must have been in the language potion of my brain.”
Then my next thought was “well if I can still use logic like this, then instead of a stroke, I must still be asleep, because I’m not very good at reading in my dreams.”
My final thought about this experience was “Oh wait. That’s not a backwards “E” on those two license plates; they are the number “3.” I’m just tired.”
I reached down to switch the radio station from commercials over to 80’s music. That song “Sweet Dreams” was playing and the line came on “Everybody’s looking for something” and my first thought was, “they are probably looking for tic-tacs.”
I have got to finish my coffee NOW!
An Erinku:
dairy order
delivered
I remembered
two days late
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