Cream puff

Yesterday, I ate a slice (yes, slice!) of pizza for breakfast, a slice (there’s that word again) of pizza for lunch, a cheeseburger and cheese fries for dinner. The good part was that I ate a leftover chocolate cream puff before going to bed. It squelched any dreams I might of had last night–good or bad.

I have gotten so used to not dreaming when I sleep that I hate them when I have them on the rare occasion. The bad ones scare the shit out of me. The good ones are always about what could never be, which is even worse.

Published in: on July 16, 2008 at 10:35 am  Leave a Comment  

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