Don't Forget to Leave

[howeverbrief]

Last night, I dreamed a group of people down the street were spying on the house. I went for a walk, and when I came back, they had broken in and were trying to take things. I confronted them, and the woman said she was allowed to be there because I wasn't Fiona. I was a little surprised by this and argued with her about my identity. She tried to ignore me by messing around on her laptop. I responded by picking up her laptop, unplugging it, and using it to hit her and the other burglars.

My mom called and asked, "So, what happened?"
Cell phone in one hand and laptop in the other, I calmly answered, "There have been people watching the house."
After a little back and forth about that, she said, "Oh, you're in the middle of a fight, aren't you?"

Moral of the story? Um, don't break into my house or I'll smack you in the face with a laptop?

I woke up feeling kind of sick, but I'm hoping it's just my allergies acting up again. We'll see.