I got locked out of the house today.
No, that's the real bit. Locked out for 5 hours - very cross. 99% my own fault, which made me crosser.
I had no intention of sleeping, but being in the sun - wrapped up due to my poor old skin - in the warm and with nothing whatsoever to do, I dozed off.
Wolf was in my dream.
Everything felt like it was going wrong. I was distressed.
"That's normal," sez Wolf, "I've worked in this profession long enough to recognise the signs. This is a phase and you'll come through it." I woke up SO HAPPY and comforted.
Mum and Dad turned up immediately after - I think it was probably them coming down the front path (I was in the back garden) that woke me up.
Thanks, Wolf.
And you have a good English accent when you so choose.
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