The crowd pointing and roaring their chant at him, over and over; "Eat da booger! Eat da booger! Eat da booger!", was the last thing Jason remembered before the fall from the bed awakened him.
There really isn't any further literary development to surround that text, to wrap it in a story, or to tie it to a point or a personal experience. It was just a nightmarish thought that popped into my head as I sat down to begin this weeks blog.
As nightmarish as the week promises to be, I intend to make the best of it, and perhaps the tortured twist that will be necessary to pull that off may show through here. Yes, it could be an interesting week here, beneath the Carolina moon; both the blog, and the real place. I'll keep you posted, when I'm not otherwise occupied. As for my dreams, for the last two nights, they have been most pleasant. Most pleasant indeed!
Today is Monday. Need I remind anyone? Monday's are such boogers anyway! But just like Jello, there's always room for love. Maybe Monday's are what we make of them, more than anything else. Instead of calling it Monday, let's call it Make-A-Day. Let me know what you make of yours.
Dread
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