I had a weird dream last night. I dreamed that I was at my mom’s house and suddenly, I panicked because I had to get to work in Potsdam. I started freaking out because I had no idea how I would be able to get to Potsdam because it’s 6 hours away from Callicoon Center. I was so scared because I didn’t confirm my volunteers and what was I ever going to tell my boss? Then I woke up and I realized…
Wait. It’s January.
There aren’t any elections going on.
There isn’t any campaigning to do.
My contract ended. I’m unemployed.
I moved back home in November.
I came to the conclusion that my subconscious really misses working.