Passed a man in the lobby of the UCLA medical center. He had no legs below the knees. I think that running must seem fun to a man with this sort of problem. I hate running, personally.
The grass is always greener, I guess.
No, I'd rather have legs.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
June 43rd, 2010
Had a dream last night. Was in grade school again. But I was the same age that I am now. I had missed a lot of school and was quite far behind. I wasn't worried about doing well on the tests but was concerned about the work I had missed. Would they let me make it up? Would I have to do sixth grade all over again?
I hated the idea of falling behind but I was so bored in classes about handwriting and the ABC's. I'm quite well versed in the abc's and it seems like an unnecessary thing to have to retread. But If I'd missed work, I'd missed work, and I would have to be accountable for that.
Then I remembered that I'd have to do high school again. And worse, junior high. Dating would be strange considering the fact that I'm already married. My mother really shouldve kept me in class. I blame her for this horrible predicament.
I really need a job.
I hated the idea of falling behind but I was so bored in classes about handwriting and the ABC's. I'm quite well versed in the abc's and it seems like an unnecessary thing to have to retread. But If I'd missed work, I'd missed work, and I would have to be accountable for that.
Then I remembered that I'd have to do high school again. And worse, junior high. Dating would be strange considering the fact that I'm already married. My mother really shouldve kept me in class. I blame her for this horrible predicament.
I really need a job.
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