Some days, it is really hard to get up and go to work, even when you like your job.
Take this morning. The Luca is over at my parents' house, so I should be able to sleep better. No such luck. Instead I had the weirdest dream...I dreamt I planned a fake wedding, with no groom, and everyone came to the boat on which I was having my wedding, and I had no groom. So I was looking around for someone to marry me, just for a few minutes, I figured, to save face. It was the WEIRDEST dream. And because of it, I woke up quite a lot. It was disturbing.
When it was time to go to work, I was exhausted. Two nights of little sleep does not a happy person make. I arrived at work and just wanted to pull a George Costanza, setting up a napzone underneath my desk and curl up. It was one of those days that I just had to plug through, but it was rough!
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