I had a bizarre dream the other night. This happens all the time, but I rarely remember them for long, like wisps of fog the memories disappear when the sun comes up.
The only part of this dream I remember is that I somehow had my wedding ring on and was trying to take a scan or photocopy by sticking my hand on the copier glass and shutting the cover; but I was never able to get a clear picture, something was always messing up the image.
So fuck you, ambien.
hmmm … I hate it when I can’t get a clear picture of my relationships.
(says the girl who seriously hates ambiguity and lives for sharp and precise black & white w/NO GRAY).