Wandering through my dreams

Tangled groves of trees line the waterways around my work.  They seem to work their way through my dreams weaving and wandering with little notice until suddenly I am surrounded.  It helps my writing but doesn't do much for the sleep.

The chaos of work hasn't been getting any better but I am learning to compartmentalize it much better - in theory.  Until my dreams. And we still haven't had our department reviews that were supposed to be done last December at the latest.   Not making anyone happy and most folks are too scared to question authority.  Grrr.....

So it goes.