I don't want to have a thing... here

Every once in a while, like last night, I'll have dreams about my old job. Either I never quit, or I went back. Last night was a "went back", and the people were the same, but everything else was different, and no one really cared that I'd come back (presumably under threat of death).

I hate those dreams. Geez, the utter monotony. It's a dream! You can do anything! You can fly or have sex with celebrities or be involved in world-changing historical events, and what am I dreaming about? Sitting in a fucking cubicle.

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