2014 Day

I slept straight through the local fireworks and gun-firing, but do remember my first dream of 2014:

I was in a kitchen and passed by an open-faced cupboard. In the cupboard were two sandwiches, of the variety that you might find at a really bad work luncheon -- American cheese and some ham smushed between two globs of hamburger bun bread. I decided to close the cupboard to keep the sandwiches fresh, and pulled the cover shut, like a garage door or an old rolltop desk. At this point, a wasp flew out of the cupboard and started stinging me on the face. This is when I woke up.

Happy New Year.