Musings of a life in Transition.
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I make use of a radio and my phone to wake me up everyday. Today my radio decide to switch things up with a little latino twist. So I found myself listening to a Spanish radio station. Not sure how that happened. The problem is when you have had very little sleep and all your waking hours are spent doing different calculations that any change to routine can really throw a wrench in things. So I found my early morning dreams trying to solve statics problems I had not only not ever seen before, but we’re also written in Spanish. I don’t speak Spanish. And unlike the other 75% of the US population, I don’t even understand a tiny bit. But at least my following dream was a little better. I was telling a bunch of people about my first dream and how confusing it was…. wait, am I still not awake? crap