Nightmare

I dreamt last night that my weight shot up to 141, a number my scale hasn’t seen in years. Now I don’t know if that number has some sort of significance for my subconscious mind, but for my conscious mind it signifies nothing but fat, which is probably why I woke up and did something completely out of character – I took myself and my puppy for a run. Then I went bathing suit shopping because apparently one nightmare isn’t enough.