Last night, I dreamed that Son got a speeding ticket near where my grandmother lives. As some sort of driving improvement program, we needed to attend a city council meeting for the town where she lives. Then I ripped up his license so my insurance wouldn't go up.
That's a far cry from the nightmares of my childhood.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Le Cauchemar Peu
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The problem with adult nightmares is that they can come true.
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