i think that, last night in my sleep, i went walkabout, joined a construction crew, operated a jackhammer for a few hours, ripped up a couple streets’ worth of asphalt, then came home, showered the asphalt dust off, and went back to bed, because damn does my back hurt for no good reason this morning.

also: to the girl running down woodlawn avenue in a t-shirt and shorts at 0935 this morning: honey, put on some pants. you’re making me cold just looking at you.