May 18, 2004 :: Untitled

I had a pretty vivid dream this morning. I dreamt that I had been arrested for drinking and driving, and that I had received a 5 year sentence to "jail", which turned out to be something more like a halfway house. The state took all my assets and I lost my job. I had no memory of the time between being in the car and being in the jail at all. I kept asking people "what did I do? did I kill someone?" and no one would talk to me about it. I felt terrible, as if my life was over. You could not have convinced me it was not real.

Yet when I woke up, I realized... hey, I still have my freedom, and it felt good. Maybe I'll quit drinking for a while.