I was having a slight nightmare. It wasn’t scary, just frustrating. I was back at work, repairing something electronic. I was starting to zero in on a loose wire.

The frustrating part was that my supervisors kept coming in and asking questions, causing me a loss of focus. Worse, they turned off the high-intensity lights. So, again I had to leave my position to turn the two lights back on.

In my nightmarish world, I never fixed the wire. Just as well, maybe. The truth is that I didn’t have a clue what I was working on.

As I stirred from my slumber, the realization hit me like a ton of bricks – it’s like living in a communist utopia, but without the gulag and bread lines.