u/Impressive-Split-257

I'm not 100% sure why. I think there's probably more than one reason behind it.

"Split, there's always something wrong with you."

I know.

I think I'm going to request some vacation time this summer. I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to sit at home and read. It would be nice to not have to think about work for a week or two.

I haven't taken any vacation time in four years, I think. It's been three or four years. It's time.

It wasn't a bad dream, though. Just strange. Keep in mind that this was a dream, so laws, rules, regulations, and the laws of physics do not apply.

In my dream my siblings and I were little kids again. We were at an airport with Mom. For some reason it was going to be a long time before our plane arrived, so we were going to have to sleep at the airport.

My mom pulled this huge blanket out of nowhere. It was so big that all four of us could sit underneath it with room to spare.

Mom said, "It'll be just like camping!"

My siblings and I each had a flashlight, and we were playing with them underneath the blanket. We were pretending they were lightsabers and reenacting our favorite scenes from Star Wars.

Mom said we had too much energy and she told us to go play outside of the blanket. The airport was crowded, but everyone was frozen. They looked like mannequins. It was like someone had hit pause on a remote or something.

My siblings and I were running with our arms outstretched, pretending we were flying. We weaved in and out of the crowd, careful not to bump into anyone.

We jumped over seats and climbed up on counters. We pounded our chests and yelled like Tarzan, just like we used to.

Then, Mom told us it was time for bed. We all got back under the blanket. Mom said we could play with our flashlights, but we needed to start settling down. We lay there and made shadow puppets while Mom told us stories.

Then my brother said, " I like it when Dad's not here."

I looked at Mom because I knew my brother had just said a bad thing. I felt the same way, but I wouldn't have said it out loud around a grown up.

My mom smiled and said, "Can I tell you a secret? I do, too."

Then I woke up.

I loved it. It was like a feverish dance with madness. I truly enjoy well-written eldritch horror. It's probably my favorite subgenre.

I highly recommend this book.

In a span of 29 hours, I was at work for 19 of them. I have a client on 15-minute observation checks, and their room is upstairs.

So I spent 19 hours going up and down two flights of stairs every 15 minutes.

My whole body freaking hurts.

I have a lot of regrets right now.

I worked 7pm to 6am last night. Then I went home and only managed four hours of sleep before I snapped awake. I tried to go back to sleep because I had to be back at work at 4pm, but all I did was toss and turn.

Around 2pm I thought, screw it. Might as well get in the shower.

I took my time because I was trying to relax. I took my time putting on makeup, too. I had “Yeah Right” by Joji on repeat and I was singing along.

Then I thought:

“Why am I even doing this? None of my effort gets appreciated or even noticed. All the overtime pay is just going to get taxed to hell anyway, so my check probably won’t even look that different. What’s the point of any of this?”

So then I quit my job.

Haha. Just kidding. I’m at work right now.

But in a parallel universe…