the eye of Nova's mind

Last night was the second night in a week where I had a dream that good friends of mine had disregarded me as a friend. I don't know why this is a recurring theme. It's utterly distressing while I'm in the dream.

I'm still working at the title company. I'm not making as many mistakes as before and my speed has improved, so maybe they'll keep me around for awhile. My typing has certainly improved (one of the reasons I like working here). I'll probably develop carpal tunnel, though.

No one seems to like my word matrices! Oh well. I'll keep plugging away at them, because they're fun freewrites.

Anyway, it's lunch time. (Jimmy John's sub!) I better get to eating.