The Voices in My Head

Last night I had a dream. A bit like most nights, I suppose, but I sort of remembered this one.

I was back in college again, and on some kind of field trip somewhere lasting a week. Me and a bunch of other girls were sharing a house for the duration. the kitchen was bizarre. There were no work surfaces at all, but plenty of gas-powered hotplates for cooking on - at least twenty! the kitchen was also very spacious.

Oh, and it was the group’s tutor’s birthday. Why that was relevant, I have no idea.

I don’t normally talk about religion in much. it tends to be an efficient way to break friendships when you discover that your long-time friends hold diametrically opposed religious views. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.

But, for the record, here is what I believe.

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Having to be present at a family get-together at a restaurant, when you are half-asleep ffrom a late night the day before, the food is terrible, and al in hearing range are speaking a language that you do not understand.