More discusstigation.

My addled dream-head coined a new word last night -- "discusstigation." I find it delightfully redundant. There was a lot going on in last night's REM cycles. First, I ended up at my old elementary school with a friend I hadn't seen in ages. I had to take the bus home from school for some unfathomable reason and somehow ended up on a swingset with a girl who gave me some short stories she'd written a few years ago.

Back in the real world, Murphy's Law reared its ugly head. I woke up and found out I had fifteen minutes to get to work on time. So, naturally, my MetroCard stopped working and the machine refused my credit card.

I don't know why, but I feel like today's gonna be a Boss battle with insecurities.