outside in between

It's getting harder to differentiate dreams from reality. That can be quite frustrating. It shouldn't be that way though, as they are nowhere near real enough. But somewhere hidden under a picnic table? It all makes sense. Even in dreams the real parts are the ones I want to avoid. Didn't change them. Probably could have. Considering it was a dream. But maybe it's admitting the truth. Strange. Yet I wanted it to be real. Hmm. No more overthinking before sleeping. Should be a rule.

Over the past few months I've noticed that my car seems to attract. Animals. They keep running into my car. : / "Dog Slayer". I don't think it's a coincidence anymore. But I'm getting sick of it. Gah.
1. Deer ran in front of my car. Scowl. But I escaped that one. I probably shouldn't have taken the longer way. Gave me more time to think. And more time to consider turning around. But I didn't.
2. Dog... I hate that story. But it ran into my car. And hit it. Then ran away. I don't know why. But it was able to run. And it also traumatized me. Quite a bit.
3. Then, of course there's the two cats that ran out in front.. then stopped. I don't understand that either. Cats need leashes. I should be banned from the road.

And again, I'm thinking of regrets too often. I guess it wouldn't really matter because it's too late to change anything now. But it's fun to wonder. I suppose it's also quite damaging? When it's a bit too much. Only it's less. Just for fun. Half of the things in my bag are still wet from warped tour. Cell phone cases do not dry. EVER. And to think I thought i was so clever by putting my bag in another bag without considering the possibility that it would just soak everything in the bag. It rained. And didn't stop. And I will miss the matches. Twice was not enough. I'll miss the hidden things. Those were fun. Apparantly, I should get to work... : /. Endless weekend shift begins today.

- until later