Well congratulations to myself, that dang tumor is gone. I got it surgically removed in the form a of a pen and a hand. a little awkward conversation as well. But it's worth it. Now my life can actually be exciting. If only I could do math and or understand the ways of supply and demand.
I enjoyed Jamies text message this morning about how I dream about having people cut me and she dreams about shopping at Super Walmart. But I can't help I dream in depression, even if it's not how my life really is. Who knows. I did some dream analysis on the Internet and I found out a lot about myself. Or the things that go on in my head when I'm not paying attention.