Last night, I had to deliver bread to my starving pilot cadets at Mangalore Airport. Huge rocks and a mountain obstructed my way and I had to keep climbing my way through. Whole night, I did nothing but struggled to ensure the bread was delivered. There was a brief interlude when I opened my eyes, stared blank into the darkness, went "damn, I haven't delivered the bread!", closed my eyes again and willed myself back into dream world to continue my bread mission.
I was exhausted this morning when I woke.
i am a bread lady
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Hey Angel, it will be fantastic if we are able to dream of ourselves exercising and then wake up having muscle aches.. lol
I think you are working too hard.. hugzzz
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