A Good Thing

He knew it was a rather fortuitous event that had transpired over a week ago. Truthfully, he felt kinda bad about it all at first, but after a good night's rest he felt fine and before the next week even half passed he already had begun to see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Recently, however, he had been getting reminders of that place; they invaded his dreams. Somehow finding himself back at that office doing the same things he used to do for money, it was rather frightening.

It was rather reassuring. If he had nightmares about working for that place it was probably a good sign that he was out.

Dream

I've come to the conclusion that cataloging one's dreams is an important step in some creative process so here's the start of it:

Last night I had a dream that I was in a sword fight with Zombie Michael Jackson, only not the one from thriller, this one had a captain (think Captain Crunch only black) hat on, and his arms were bones already. I'm pretty sure I won the fight.