So I stayed awake all night writing a brilliant blog post about running with my daughter . It was a great blog with details about our running experiences and how proud I am of her. As I was writing it I kept thinking that I really should go to bed because I had to work at 5 am. But it was an inspiring piece of work and I just couldn’t pry myself away from the computer.
Today I am dragging my ass at work, and I feel like crap. And I can’t remember I damned thing that I wrote because it was all a dream. Yep, I dreamt the whole thing. Not the part about being proud of my daughter, or the part about dragging my weary ass today… those things really happened. The rest was just a dream.