When I woke up this mornin'... you were on my mind...

And you were on my mind
I got troubles, whoa-oh
I got worries, whoa-oh

I got wounds to bind 

Well, not really, but...

Dream dream dream dream, dream dream dream dream...

Mr. Victor, we've told you 97 times, you can't start a sentence with "But"... you can't write "I is".. . and YOU CAN'T HAVE TWO SONGS IN ONE BLOG.

Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace, drag my name all over the place..  But, I don't care anymore.

I is the 9th letter of the alphabet.

And lastly, may the bird of paradise fly up your nose. HA, that's three (maybe even FOUR)! But, I don't care anymore.

So I went to the corner

Just to ease my pain

Said, just to ease my pain.

I got troubles whoa-oh 

I got troubles whoa-oh

I came home again...

But I woke up this mornin'
You were on my mind
And you were on my mind
(Yeah) I got troubles, whoa-oh
I got worries, whoa-oh
I got wounds to bind

I dream too dadgum much. You?  Last night, I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie.... No, wait, that wasn't it. I dreamed I was a coed softball coach, friends of mine all about the team.  I was late to get to the game, arriving just prior to game time.  That ain't like me.  I may bag class.. I may forget  I was supposed to meet a buddy at a certain time, place (Sorry about yesterday Big'n)... but I AM NEVER late to anything, everything sports-wise.

So......... I hastily made out the starting lineup and it was THE ten best players.  This means, uh oh, the second half of the game (when the ten not-so-great played) we'd get killed, everyone would hate me, I hated me, I awakened in a puddle of sweat to "Whew... thank GOODNESS that was a dream."

Then, I had a second dream. VICTOR, you can't start a sentence with But........ I is...  and you CAN'T have two dreams in one night.

But, I did.  I is sure I did.

In the second one, my ex wasn't my ex, she was my 'still'... and she was bemoaning the fact i didn't make very much money (which, she would NEVER have done, thus, it bugged me even more.) I got troubles whoa-oh.  TO$$ TURN, TO$$ TURN.  Puddle of sweat, "WHEW, a dream." A dadgum dream.

Hey, I got a feelin'
Down in my shoes
Said a-way down in my shoes
Hey, I got to ramble, whoa-oh
I got to move, whoa-oh

I got to walk away my blues 

In botha those situations, still in my slumber, I was sweatin', hating myself, I wanted to move somewhere like maybe Keokuk, Iowa, eat every meal out at the pickup parking place at Casey's... have WallyWorld home delivery.. keep the blinds closed... neva' eva' to return to real life again.    Then I woke up this morning, dream was on my mind.  Whew.

Recently, a buddy has borderline said a couple things, I am certain not with intent to hurt... but somehow, I allowed them to hurt me.  My mind races, overthinks, faster'n someone on a heart stress test where they keep turning up the treadmill speed, AND, raising the incline. Quoting that Juice guy....."Somebody help me."  A loved one reminded me "Many truths are said in jest" - she's super smart, I benefit from that.... so of course, I still overthink every dayum thing. I got troubles, whoa-oh, most, self inflicted.

Dreams are funny ha-ha (kinda) because they don't end how ya think they will.  Sometimes I'd prefer, over, them stressy dreams, simply having the dream everyone else does (falling off a cliff) only to come crashing down to awaken.  Plop plop fizz fizz oh what a relief it is when one awakens from a dream to find - it's just that - a dream.

This is, once again, one you've probably seen or heard.  On Facebook.... VICTOR, was it one'a those REELS?.... No, it wasn't one of those, although I understand those can be fun, but, not reel fun.  This was a story:

A small boy named Arthur lived in the local village . None of his classmates liked him because of his stupidity, especially his teacher, who was always yelling at him "You are driving me crazy Arthur!!!!!"

One day Arthur's mother came into school to check on how he was doing. The teacher told his mother honestly, that her son is simply a disaster, getting very low marks and even she had never seen such a dumb boy in her entire teaching career!!!!

The mother was shocked at the feedback and withdrew her son from the school & even moved to another town!!!!! (Keokuk Iowa mebbe, I dunno)

25 years later, the teacher was diagnosed with an incurable cardio disease! All the doctors strongly advised her to have an open heart operation, which only one surgeon could perform...... Left with no other options, the teacher decided to have the operation, which was successful......

When she opened her eyes after the surgery she saw a handsome doctor smiling down at her! She wanted to thank him, but could not talk. Her face started to turn blue, she raised her hand, trying to tell him something but eventually died!

The doctor was shocked and was trying to work out what went wrong, when he turned around he saw Arthur, working as a cleaner in the clinic, who had unplugged the oxygen equipment to connect his Hoover !!!!!

Don't tell me you thought that Arthur became a Doctor!

Woulda coulda shoulda ifs ands or buts, analysis paralysis, put the lime in the coconut, call Roto Rooter that's the name and away go dreams down the drain. WHEW.

Victor, YOU'RE WIERD!

BRB, I'm gonna over analize that for three or so days.