Cold Office Desk 3

I got up at six, checked my email, went back to bed, and prayed to god that I could go back to sleep. Well my prayers were answered; I slept until 9:20. Although I wasn’t spotted by the rifle clad guards I was spotted by a friendly janitor and one of my supervisors, (whose footsteps I distinctly heard coming down the hall but I was too drowsy to do anything). I don’t quite know what they thought but their face read more of surprise than disapproval. So at least they only think of me as a wierdo. I had this dream where my jaw came out and my mom was taking me to the hospital to get it fixed. There were a few teeth left in my mouth loosely attached to the gumline and I could actually feel them with my tongue. Strange.