Last night, the boy asked me if dreams can come true. I said, Sure, sometimes. The boy asked, “Even scary dreams?” I said, No, just good dreams (which is so obviously a blatant lie). This morning, the boy told me he had scary dreams last night. He said, “I’m glad they won’t come true!”
Walking out the door, I realized that I was wearing a brown belt with black shoes.* Seriously, all the kids at school are going to laugh at me! At least I have my telekinesis to mess up the prom tonight…
* Actually, I went back home to change my belt. I might be a new-fangled gay, but I’m not an idiot, sheesh.
Happy Thursday everyone!