Dear Subconscious

 

I know you like our day-job. I mostly like it too.

That said, I have to raise a complaint about the pattern in the dreams you've been sending me lately. Do I have to spend almost all of my time sitting behind the wheel of a van?

How about letting me travel by bus tonight? Or bicycle?

How about sending me into space or racing through the night in the Batmobile again? Or even just walking somewhere?

You know I love you, but enough is enough!

Thanks in advance,

 

Young Geoffrey