The spouse leapt out of bed much earlier than usual this morning.
When I asked him why, he said, "I was dreaming that I was reading this really good critique of my writing, explaining everything that I was doing wrong. I mean, it was intelligent and insightful and detailed, and it made me so miserable that I had to wake up."
Beta nightmare!
When I asked him why, he said, "I was dreaming that I was reading this really good critique of my writing, explaining everything that I was doing wrong. I mean, it was intelligent and insightful and detailed, and it made me so miserable that I had to wake up."
Beta nightmare!