So I was SO exhausted I fell asleep at 7:30 last night. I ended up having a weird ass dream where I was having a stroke and slurring out “Where’s your truck, B? Where’s your truck?” as some EMTs tried to load me into an ambulance.
My husband hasn’t owned a truck in over a decade, y’all.
Later on, after I woke up at 3:30 this morning and eventually fell back asleep, I was old. Like..really OLD. And I was in a nursing home. I decided, in the middle of a party (I don’t know why there was a party but there was), I needed to go drown myself in the en suite (in suite?) bathtub in my room. Apparently Tess and Monica from Touched by an Angel just had to be there…to help me drown. It was surreal. So..thanks, brain? I don’t know. Brains are weird and I don’t think we’ll ever understand them.