a Dream within a Dream

I don't know whether it's the lack of sleep or the fact that i've been out of work for the last 4.5 months but everything about life over here is starting blur together like a weird dream. The quote my headline derives from is from an Edgar Allen Poe poem:

"all we see or seem is but a dream within a dream"

It's been four and a half months and this stuff still doesn't seem real to me. My parents are in another country, my cousin is the popular one and i'm living out of a suitcase running a taxi service for all the working members of my 6 person household. I think i'm getting sick too which would suck right before lent starts.

A little anecdote from yesterday, i was driving one of my cousins around and she told me a joke, "did you hear about the anorexic atheist who refused to believe in dog?"

To which I replied, "Anorexic? Anorexia an eating disorder."

her: "It also means when you can't read words properly, anorexia man!"

me:


"You keep using that word. I do not think it means, what you think it means"

But of course my quick wit and flawless accent were lost on my audience so once i again i turn to the internets for solace.

It's 7:30 AM on valentine's day. I'm going back to sleep.

The dream continues.