a few nights ago, and a piece of it just resurfaced, as I was plugging my flash drive into the desktop.

All I remember of the dream is that I was pulling laundry from the washing machine and stuffing it into the dryer. And when I got the last of it out, my flash drive was in the washer, presumably destroyed. It would be bad for it, don’t you think?

It proves two things: that I’m too hung up on my stuff, and that Halloween is less than two weeks away.

Boo.