I had a dream while I was napping this morning that I was driving too
fast down a road filled with chickens and chicks.
It was the most anxious feeling ever, trying to slow down and make
sure no tiny chicks that disappeared beneath the hood quickly become
just pops or crunches.
They were all fine, hundreds of them, but it was terrifying. I knew
once I turned the corner and saw them that I must have seen a "drive
slowly, chickens" sign earlier, but I failed I heed it's warning.

Well, it all turned out fine. Now it's back to picking trash at the
castle.