I had the most bizarre dream early this morning in which I was telling my buddy Telly Sellars (who happens to be a counselor by profession) that I was having a dream. And in this dream within a dream, the powers that be (whoever that is) deemed that we all had to have mandatory counseling. We all (and I mean students, staff, faculty, and administrators from all campuses) got in this huge line that snaked around for miles. We all stood there completely dejected, shoulders slumped, staring at the ground, not speaking, and slowly shuffled forward. When it was our turn, Telly and Saundra (another counselor) threw open a set of double doors to allow five folks in at a time. Those five folks then entered a room, chose, a dagger, and stared at an enormous amount of balloons filled with helium, saying such things as Im depressed, Im broke, and I have to write a SAP appeal. Each person was to choose their problem and stab the balloon with the dagger before being allowed to leave. And, all my Jefferson peeps were in this dream! (Ironically enough, the only balloons that I remember specifically being chosen were I flunked Math by Mickie Hennig Karcher, I broke my heel by Melanie Vaughan-Cooke, and I hate assholes by Jill Adams.) Clearly I am stressed about work related issues. Hoping you all had a better week than I. :P
Posted on: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 23:25:42 +0000