I know why I am so crazy when my boss treats me with disdain and neglect.  Because it's wrong to treat me like that.  It's infair and uncalled for.  But.

But te her prerogative to treat me however she may.  I am not a church and she is not my God to prey to or ask things of

Happy birthday Jane.

It was this week.

The night before I had this haunting little dream about my dad swimming away into a vast ocean (or large lake) as the sun set.  I was yelling after him to stop.  He was younger and strong and very good at swimming.  It makes me wonder if he is dead.

Well I checked.  Can't find his name when I search the obits.  I was really sure I would see it.