Not cut out for a life of crime
Jul. 9th, 2002 07:39 amHad a weird dream last night that for some inexplicable reason, I had the key to an underground cavern, and had somehow been talked into storing drugs there, upon the reasoning that once they were sold, I could make a lot of money. I felt no temptation to take the drugs myself. Once they were safely installed in the cavern, I just couldn't stand it. I was convinced that somehow they would be found, and I would be in a heap o' trouble. I immediately set out to figure out a way to get the drugs out of the cavern and get rid of the troublesome, illegal stuff, the hell with lost profit.
I have a highly charged super-ego, even in my sleep. Guess I'm just not cut out for a life of crime.
Cheers,
Peg
I have a highly charged super-ego, even in my sleep. Guess I'm just not cut out for a life of crime.
Cheers,
Peg
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Date: 2002-07-09 12:15 pm (UTC)Hmm.
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